"Mr. Veidt," he greets with a smile of his own and an offered handshake. Considering Baedal's stylistic diversity, Jack has learned not to judge people by their fashion choices – and Adrian's aren't anything the man can't pull off, just...well. Jack appreciates the panache, let's say that. (The turtleneck/suit combination is one he's overly fond of himself, actually, just not typically paired with purple silk.)

"It's a pleasure to see you looking well. The table should be ready – shall we?" With a gesture in the appropriate direction.