"So were you." Jack would be breathing heavy if he still breathed. He tips his head down, holding Harley close. Again he has to reflect on just how fantastically lucky he really is - no matter what happens, everything keeps coming up Handsome.

He flicks his attention to the last remaining human. He's full, and he's sure Harley is too, but he doesn't feel like just leaving the dude. And apparently, neither does she.

"Wanna finish off this one together? It'll be like foreplay. Cuz babe...I want you so bad right now. We're gonna turn the backseat of your car into a friggin disco with the light show we're gonna make when we come."