Johnny's answer isn't much louder than a whisper. "That'd be a shame, huh."

Jack can see that he's nervous - with this many drinks in him, there's no way he's hiding any emotion no matter how hard he tries. He matches Jack's gaze, though, and he huffs a little when Jack stops short. How dare you, man. He won't leave Jack hanging for long, moving in slowly to meet his lips at first, before kicking it up a notch, leaning into him. Problems with time and the world around them were going to get quickly forgotten at this rate, which is what Johnny really needed at this moment anyway.