Hob chuckled as he accepted the loaded plate and put it before him, eyes dancing with delight. "Oh, believe me. I'll be back." A moment of honesty caused his eyes to flicker with a moment of doubt as he reached first for another cookie. The sandwich looked so... impossibly delicious that he almost didn't know if he could eat it and do destroy the perfection he saw it in. "If I can."

Glancing up again, he smiled at the couple. They looked cute, the way all potential couples might when they first started out. "Have fun, you two!"

Jack was more than easy going, although from his point of view he didn't see why she might want to change. He thought she looked... and smelled... just fine! If he had any expectations when Penny mentioned going back to her place, it didn't show. "Sector B?" he asked politely with eyebrows raised. "Some easy! We goes from where we are here down over to Corridor 19C, see? Den der's a left. Can't go any which ways but left, but left's the way. Goes into Corridor 26C. Now to gets from where you're at der to, der's dis hatchway marked Zed-49-C. You don't want dat. Instead, you goes a gunshot further along til you finds yourself at Corridor 12B an' takes that to B Section proper. From 12B you then goes along to the elevator dat will take you up to Residential B. Now 117 is at the far end-"

He stopped suddenly, realizing he was losing her. "Tell you what, duck. How's I just takes you where it is der to from where we are now, b'y."

Happy to have Penny arm in arm with him, Jack led her back towards her quarters. He pointed out a few landmarks along the way to help her navigate a bit better in the future, small tiny things that would help her differentiate one passageway from another in the future. Should things look promising down the line, Jack pondered taking the shortcuts that were available to him as a ship's custodian. There were access tunnels and the like he had access to which were off limits to most other personnel, places he could go where no one would look twice at him if he had a mop in hand. It was just such a place he intended on taking Penny for their first date.

Like a gentleman, Jack saw her to her door and after giving her a friendly wink strolled down the hall a little ways to wait in the lounge. It was a small communal area where folks could gather to talk, play games, dance, watch movies, and otherwise entertain themselves off duty. It was important for people to have their leisure time, Jack knew. Command seemed to have agreed. The only thing these residential lounges lacked was anything remotely resembling alcohol. While a far cry from being a lush of any kind, that did worry Jack. Was New Canaan to be a dry colony? Were the arts of brewing and distilling to be lost to mankind during their journey across the stars, or was Command simply banking on someone having the know-how to do these things properly once they were all settled? 

His musings were brought short when Penny appeared again, washed and changed for their date. The very sight of her caused his jaw to drop just a bit. Jack had to admit he had been flat out wrong about not seeing her need to change, and difference between then and now truly made his heart flutter a bit.

"Laird-d-thumpin' Jaysus," he breathed in appreciation. A wider smile came to his lips as his eyes danced merrily.