Jack sees his in and takes it meeting the man's eye. "Sorry,' he mutters sipping his drink, "just grinds my gears a bit is all." He plays up his accent a bit making it clear he's from a colony planet. Jack fled the Boe as soon as he was old enough to do so knowing the Academy was the only way out of his life of grind and poverty. He wasn't about to become his father when he was hungry for more. "I don't want trouble either, but I couldn't help saying something."