Somehow, Jack talking with his mouth full wasn't nearly as unappealing as it should have been. It was like everything else about him: large and loud. She smiled, a mild, fond expression, patient like she was with spirits. "Is that something that comes with..." Holding his gaze, she said, "As many times as you've been to sleep?" Careful in public, more for Jack's sake than her own, since Mimi was shimmering her way around the room.