"Oh, fuck." Poison stares, and he aches the way he did the first time he saw Jack like this, except Jack had looked totally different at the time, anatomically. It looks really fucking good.

He realizes Jack's just kind of there, and he rolls his eyes and smacks his ass - almost as hard as he normally might. "This is not about posing it's about listening. I'll let you know if I want you to pose for pictures."