Because I have better taste than that. [She smiles at Jack, noting the dimming of his ardour, and pats his cheek.] And I only choose the handsome ones.

[Grell glances at Smoker with a smirk and motions to Jack with a flourish.]

See? English gentlemen are so rare here - it was something nostalgic. You can't really be upset, can you?

[She looks to Jack and gives him another saccharine smile, tinted with something deadly and insincere at the corners.]

He's not really upset, dear. Don't worry.