Yeah, yeah. [Martha said with a roll of her eyes, but a smirk.] Can always go for pants. [She smirked and lowered her tone.] Or everyone will just assume that you're being Jack-like and doing it on purpose. [Which made her laugh, because it was probably what was going to happen. After the jacket was on, Martha adjusted the label.] You're going to knock a fair amount of people dead, Jack. [A beat.] Even more-so than usual.