There were few men, even among the Fables, to be able to boast such a jawline. His father, Prince Charming, was one of them. Jack had certainly taken after his old man, even if he'd never admit it. But as it was, he was busy trying to imagine what she looked like underneath that poofy outfit. Undressing her with his eyes wasn't that hard, but he'd much rather be doing it with his hands. And for the love of all that was good, make her lose the wig.

"I know exactly what you mean."

Now, the benefit of a fake Disney Land was that there were no lines. Or rather, you could program it that way and Jack had been clever enough to do just that. So rather than the fuss of standing around with a bunch of people you despised for having the same idea you did, they were permitted to go straight to the front. Gentleman that he was, Jack offered a hand to help her into the ride.