At the moment, Jack Harkness sticks out like a sore thumb, not dressed in any of his Job gear, but his Captain's coat from Earth. He's here, at the Crystal, every time they have new arrivals, and leaves each time disappointed as if the right person never showed up. He was beating a retreat when he gets stopped by one of the new arrivals.

"What happened?" The corner of Jack's mouth quirks up sympathetically. "Short version is the city's been attacked a few times. We won, and doesn't look like it's going to happen again."

"You want the long version, I'd recommend sitting down." Jack offers his hand over. "Captain Jack Harkness. And, welcome, if nobody's said it yet."