"Oh, I know how to keep a girl busy, alright." Charming as ever, though easily defined innuendo as always. There was no way such an innocent comment could simply be passed by when a man like Jack Harkness was nearby, though it had been said more for amusement rather than any real intention to follow his words for now.

With his boots and socks dealt with and kicked off the side of the bed carelessly, Jack went back to leaning on an elbow as he eyed her, "But I suppose you're right, I could still keep your interest, secrets or not. I'm not so sure you can handle them though."