Jack was far beyond irritated, he was pissed at that little red head for not only bothering him, but having the guts to pull out his earbuds. Normally he would have showed his more street thug behavior by swears and threats, but he knew angering the red headed women, who later on introduced herself as Azura, would cause nothing but trouble between them and the rest of the club. He could care less what they thought of him, but if he were to be kicked out because of his temper he'd only bring more attention to himself, which would not be a smart thing to do seeing as how he most likely has a price over his head from his father. He mentally groaned at his situation and just continued to scroll through his phone, sending out a quick text here and there to potential future partners. The only time he broke away from his phone was to catch the names of those who were introducing themselves, but from there he just retreated to his phone. As the blond haired individual finished Jack glanced up to catch him looking his way for a moment before sitting back down. Jack felt his frown hardened and sighed. [i][color=ed1c24]'Might as well get this over with,'[/color][/i] he thought and cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention. He remained in his seat and continued to scroll through his phone as he spoke. [color=ed1c24]"Jack Smith, could care less about what nickname you give me and could care even [i]lesser[/i] about what you label me as,"[/color] he said before clicking his tongue in annoyance at a certain text of a late package. He shook his head and continued. [color=ed1c24]"As for what I like? I enjoy a bit of alone time with a pack, I fancy a good one on one with those not keeping to their business,"[/color] he glanced over to Charlton with a blank look and continued. [color=ed1c24]"Finally I enjoy not having my music interrupted by annoying individuals,"[/color] he chuckled dryly, casting a annoyed glare towards Azura while sporting a fake smile. After a few seconds he dropped his smile and returned to his phone.