Her brows furrowed when he stopped her. She looked at him, taking in his words with silence for a moment before relaxing and nodding. "Yeah, that's me. And you're my Jack." It took her a moment before she realized how funny her words sounded, her face pinkened. "I mean...well, you know, you're the right Jack, not my Jack, but...the right Jack."

"Besides, even knowing who you are, inviting you into my home is strange enough, don't you think?" Ella shrugged, her hand resting on his hand on her arm. Lightly, she made him release her arm before she returned to smiling. "I mean, I don't think people do that usually. Who knows? We can talk inside, alright? I'm getting pretty cold..." Her apartment had been just in sight when Jack had stopped her, which she was thankful for as it really was pretty cold out. She made her way to the doors, opening them and waiting for Jack to follow her in. "It's on the second floor," she explained before heading towards the elevator.