[i] Attack him. Look what he did to you. Tackle him. He is weaker than you. [/i] The darker parts of his brain told him to do. He looked at his drink with the frozen burrito. It looked like a good burrito too. A pity. Jack walked over calmly to John with every intention to beat his face in. But just he got there he remembered something. Bane had taught him to be in control. He put his hand on John's shoulder. "Thank you John. My drink was getting warm. " Jack said drinking his drink with the frozen burrito in it. "That was oddly okay. " 
He said still smiling and not even faking it. "That was a nasty sandwich anyway. "He said taking his hand off his shoulder.