Tim's sex life didn't really improve with the addition of Jack's face-- sure, women were way more interested in him post-surgery than when he had red hair and freckles, but he's also contractually obligated to act like Jack, too. And apparently there are women who are into that, but it had felt... weird and disingenuous and it's probably because Tim is sentimental and all that bullshit. Jack would make fun of him for it, undoubtedly.

And, anyway, once he started doing the whole body-double thing and running around on Elpis, there wasn't any time for dating. Eyes on the prize or whatever, he had been too busy to try to pick up women. And even if he probably would have the time now, he wants exactly zero help from Jack in that department. Jack is the worst wingman, Tim knows this deep in his soul.

"Uh, yeah, thanks?"

Tim's not really entirely sure that he likes the idea of getting shitfaced with his boss, because hanging with Jack is like the bottom of the list of ways he likes to spend his evenings, but. He also kind of doesn't know anyone else here? So sticking with Jack may be his best bet for surviving, too, at least until he knows how this place works a little better.

"So, um. Where do you live, exactly?"