"There's nothing wrong with it but you'd look good in some color." Jack runs his hand down the front of Balthazar's shirt. "I could come in the dressing room and help you."

Jack did love bright colors but particularly in the reds, pastel greens and purples. However, any of them would work and he did wear black sometimes.

Jack pulls out the cherry and very seductively pulls it off the stem. Chewing a couple times he holds out the stem. "Shall I tie it for you?"

His eye gets wide at the bag. "Did you get me a gift?"

Jack is excited and sets his empty drink glass aside to gaze into the bag. He pulls out the bright tissue paper to get his hands on the incredibly soft scarves. He didn't get gifts and it made his heart pound to have any given, especially without reason.

"I love them." He whispers.