Jack laughed, genuinely. Oh, he could answer her. He could tell her that the most interesting thing he ever came across was anti-gravity pudding on Mars or the bit of slime in the fridge of the TARDIS that gained accidental sentience and kept them apprised of when they ought to change the bulb, but instead, he would flash those pretty, shiny teeth and give her a small bit of a shrug.

The second part of multiple questionnaire was more to the point anyway.

"I'm not nor have I ever been a member of SHIELD. If you need an abbreviated resume, it's store clerk, time agent, intergalactic con man, companion to a man in a little box, prisoner off and on, RAF pilot, secret agent and all around great guy."

Okay, now he was flirting.

"My father's not from around here."