Ha ha ha. [ It's a pretty dry, and sarcastic laugh, but Jack continues smoothly. ] Twenty-eight isn't exactly young either, kiddo. Two can play at the checking files game.

[ Granted, Jack went looking into files a bit more deeply than is actually allowed, but. No one needs to know about that unless Rhys gives him a reason to dig into the juicy stuff. For now? He's being friendly. Though actually, this back and forth is surprisingly not terrible. He'd figured that once his ass was out of the proverbial file, Rhys would be looking down his nose at him. Which, granted, he kind of is, but not nearly as badly as Jack expected. ]

I do. Duh. Like I said, it's all about notoriety!

[ That's where the explanation tends to stop when Jack gives it, since it's far from the first time someone has asked. He figures if they get it, they'll read between the lines to see what Jack means, but he decides to elaborate just a little more. ]

I mean, would you have remembered my name if it were just "Jack?"