“There are dresses. In fact, there’s a sweet little number with a black lace top that I think would look sensational on you. Especially if we demonstrate a lift? Come on, I’ll show you. You can’t take them out of the studio, but it’s still fun to dress up for a little while.” He’s ushering them both out of their chairs, effectively saving them from the rest of the primping without looking like that’s his intention. “You two look fantastic, by the way. Good job, team.” He beams at the hair and makeup people, cutting off their protests that they’re not quite finished with his flood of praise.

When he gets there, instead of going in with them, he stops just outside the door and says “three minutes, start changing and I’ll come in and get things started” before practically shoving the two of them into wardrobe. “Go ahead. Pick something out,” he says in a much louder voice. “I’ll be back in a second.”

The rumour mill is already bubbling about the two of them, and they’ve all agreed that it’s a good angle. Jack will stir the pot a little bit in that regard. Nothing too obvious, and all within the framework of his larger than life joking personality. People need to feel like they’ve got something no one else has, or it’s not gossip.