"If you're good, I'll wear the apron for you later. Just the apron," he replies smoothly, welcoming the embrace with an arm around Jack's waist. And then, casually, as if he hadn't just blatantly propositioned Jack with kinky apron sex, "So where are we off to? Lunch?" He's feeling just a tad peckish, but can hold off a while if Jack has something else in mind.