Slinging his coat on and hitching the collar up whilst Sarah-Jane took a final sip of wine, Jack accepted her arm happily, leading her out of the pub with the usual well-behaved manners, holding the door open for her again and all of that. He could be quite the gentleman when he wanted to be.

"As a matter of fact, I do. Small B&B not far from here, nice and quiet," he pointed down the road to emphasize his point before heading off in that direction, Sarah-Jane at his arm. "So, you ever been to Cardiff before?"