Jack glanced around the apartment, eyeing the clutter. His place was much tidier due to a weekly cleaning regime that had been ingrained in him since a child. Of course standards had slipped slightly since his newly acquired single status. He was growing more accustomed to the sights of a sink filled with dirty dishes waiting to be cleaned, a discarded mug in his room or his bathrobe laying across a sofa. Jack thought the random left out things sort of added something... something new.

"Water would do just fine, thanks." Jack answered. He hovered for a moment, not really wanting to 'make himself at home'. It was quite likely that wanting to watch Sam could be considered creepy. Simply put, Jack liked to observe people go about doing their things. It was unfortunate that most individuals did not appreciate being watched.

"I think it's a law somewhere that mother's must have crazy quirks." Jack grinned, slipped off his shoes and made his way into the livingroom.

He chose not to sit on the nearby couch and stood. Jack licked his lips and swallowed. His nerves seemed to be improving and he smiled slightly. He had a good feeling about this Samuel Greene person.