Caught off guard, Kurt looked up from his magazine to see that Jack had slid in across from him, wearing a grin and looking as rakish and charming as ever. Kurt would have appreciated his charm a bit more if he'd asked before sitting down, but it hardly mattered much.

"On lunch breaks occasionally," Kurt replied. It was difficult to tell he'd just stepped in from work, since he took care to wear coveralls at all times to protect his clothes, but there was some telltale grease underneath his fingernails. "What brings you here?"