Jack just stares at her for a moment. "Mine? He just helps himself to what's in the HUB. His blond friend isn't much better, but at least if we feed him.." He cuts himself short about he'll eat people if they don't.

"I'll get that then," Jack grabs the jug for Donna, and he looks at her. "Anything else madame?" He says, in a mock Victorian accent. He's a little shocked. "He sent you out this soon? Okay, at least he was whining to other people."