"Bet I already did," he coos, leaning a bit further to bite Jack's earlobe. He remembers Jack likes sharper pain, and he has a couple things in his bag that might let them play with that more. He'd maybe forgotten the clamps, though. Poison bites his lip, then leans to pluck up the pair that Jack's been touching.

"Gonna go buy the stuff I have. Yell if there's more you want." He grins and nudges against Jack, then goes back to the person with the tablet and the Square or whatever.