"Eating it is. Let's find a place, sit and relax," he agreed. Jack felt around his pockets and grinned, then nodded. TARDIS key and psychic paper- good enough. He'd be able to get them a meal, at least.

"You okay there, Joe?" he asked, genuinely concerned. He'd had a feeling Logan would be okay quick enough and Dale...Dale knew what to do when faced with Weird Shit. Joe...well, Jack had a feeling he didn't think anything about Jack was cute, including the sort of life he'd had back home.