Sam returned with a glass of water for Jack to see him still standing in the middle of the room. He gave him a rather odd look before sitting down on the couch himself.

Hell if he was going to stand just because the other man was quirky.

"So," he broke the silence. "You want me to teach you, yes? What exactly are you looking to learn?" He made a face and chuckled a bit nervously. "I'm kinda new to this sort of thing. So, I figure we'll see what you want to learn, what you can do, and then just go from there?"

Maybe that wasn't the best way to start things. It certainly wasn't making him look professional. Sam sighed mentally.

Way to go! And I could really use that cash, too . . . .