[ Jack starts laughing, but it really picks up when Rhys just makes this worse for himself by elaborating. He has to set down his glass, and he shakes his head. ]

W-- Wow, I mean, if you're coming onta me, come on, gotta do better than that, first of all, second, dooooo have a girlfriend, Rhysie! So. Y'know. Don't wanna see your balls. [ He laughs again, getting wheezy as this starts to crack him up ] I- I mean, okay, could see Nisha being into adding someone but— Oh my god, I'm gonna die just thinking of you meeting her—

[ He gets right into that sort of obnoxious laughter like he's a five year old in a forty-plus year old man's body, but at least it doesn't linger too long. He has to regain his breath, but he leans back again when he picks up his drink, sighing in a content way at his own humor. But the serious question is answered with absolutely no hesitation. ]

But get back? Yeah, I do, Rhys.

[ Using Rhys's name almost seems to be a way to make that sound all the more confident, and as Jack smiles, it acts as that perfect reminder of why Jack is so successful. He's insane, unhinged, and overall just a bad person, but... People believe in him. People follow him because he has the sort of self-assuredness and self-confidence that it's easy to believe in his visions and what he says. He says them so easily that it's like the possibility of anything but his own success never crosses his mind. ]

I mean, won't be easy, sure, but when is it?