"Just here for the food?" Jack laughs. "I can understand that. It is great food." He follows him to his table. Not so close that it looks like he's crowding him, just heading in the same direction, that's all. "Shame you can't take any with you. Much better than what we get on the day to day. Listen, I get it. You're shy. Don't want all that attention. I can-- understand that." He'd almost said sympathize, but no one in their right mind is going to believe that Jack's ever had a difficult time being in the spotlight.