It doesn't get a hell of a lot more unassuming than a young guy (in a very snappy shirt and waistcoat that sits really nicely on him) sitting down at a table and scoffing a meal. The guy holds a hand up in the air and Jack's lips purse as he glares at him for a moment, before letting out a sigh and lowering the gun. Lowering it, but not putting it away. Just yet.

No obvious threat there, but until he knows what the hell just happened, he's not about to put it away.

This is just great. What the hell's going on with the Rift now?

"Where is this?"

(That really is a nice shirt.)