"Um...come again mate?" finally managing to speak after a couple of stuttered and choked on words. Why was he acting so stupid? John shook his head, forcing that question to the back of his mind for now. The last thing he wanted to do was to zone out again and end up looking even more foolish. He received a skeptical look, probably because he had asked to have something either simple or wasn't even a question at all, to be repeated to him again. Rubbing the back of his neck as he was asked for his name, all of sudden it seemed to be the hardest question possible and Pyro could bring himself to do was to smile awkwardly as the words finally escaped his lips. Without realizing it, the position of his arm had stretched out muscles on that side of his body and John did take in fact notice how a set of eyes seemed to be enjoying the view. Oddly enough, he was not uncomfortable with it, and offered a grin as he caught the other man's gaze. "John an' yew mate?"

"Jean-Paul and since my clumsiness cost you a lighter.." this was unlike himself, Northstar was the arrogant type wasn't ever afraid to show it, but in certain situations being kind had its benefits and to match his offer, Jean-Paul flashed John a killer smile. He was definitely cute, where Northstar was naturally and traditional a good looking guy. John just had the uniqueness to him, his eyes were a stunning a blue and his hair...well...it was interesting to say the least, but an eye catcher for sure. Taking another up and down glance just as he made eye contact "Would you like to get a coffee or something?" and as he finished, Jean-Paul shook his head, only to shift the position couple locks of his silvery hair.

With a brief nod and the nervousness returned as John was fairly certain that...Jean-Paul was it?...checking him out and brought both of his hands to his sides. Free food was nice and friendly company that would pay was even better for John who was feeling all too curious to chicken out. It seemed like a too good opportunity to just ignore "Shoor, yer shout..." Northstar gave him a confused look and John grimaced "Yer..yer buyin. Yew do know of a place though, roit?" Stupid slang, John scolded himself internally, toning out Jean-Paul for the second time, he did not want to get another of those looks from this man ever again. It was just irritating.

"Of course, come on. Don't want to keep me waiting" Jean-Paul smiled more sincerely, in more a friendly way anyway. He felt that he was an attractive man and knew he could be intimidating. He did stop himself from taking John's hand in his, he wasn't really sure how well he'd respond to it, later not now he promised himself with a smirk. "There should be a shop a couple blocks from here" he took a step in the other direction, expecting John to follow which he did.

The shop was small, privately owned and with the perfect blend of smoke and coffee in the air for John's liking, something about a room with people, that close to fire was just fun waiting to happen for him. Jean-Paul turned up his nose, smoking was disgusting but since John had already gotten himself comfy, now sitting at a table just to the left of the door. He smiled up to Northstar, just pleading him with those brilliant blue eyes to sit down before allowing them to wander around from person to person. A cigarette at a table behind them had already began to burn more rapidly, not enough to be terribly noticeable but it was still fun for John to play.

Jean-Paul didn't even bother or care to notice, he'd try to ignore the smoke as best as he could and instead inquired John about his tastes... "Soooo..." he leaned in a little with his elbows on the table, feeling very the flirtatious although he'd never be able to understand why. John grinned right back, not leaning in yet because it would interfere with his ability to play and fiddle with the occasional and completely random person's smoking. "What do you want?" not implying double meaning, but it could be interpreted however John wanted to. Jean-Paul was slightly annoyed to see John's lack of getting close.

As he was spoken to, John was actually snapped out of his game and only thought for a moment "Wotever yer 'aving" he replied a little dryly. Maybe he would feel a little chattier once he had received some free food, but currently he wanted to be a bit difficult with the socializing and play with some fire. Northstar obviously more then a little irritated and puzzled at the same time. Unsure why John seemed to be so preoccupied with whatever was going on behind him, so he looked. Trying completely in his seat to see nothing but a couple of older woman, sucking on cancer sticks so he asked "Is the smoking bothering you?" turning back around in his seat, now facing John as he questioned.

John went wide-eyed, it was the exact opposite for him, he was enjoying the smell of burning paper and tobacco. "No. Its...Wots up with yer ears?" John hadn't even noticed until it now. It was like out of some lame fantasy movie, pointed, elf-like. John's grin grew even more at Jean-Paul's now furrowed brow he had irritated him. "Wot? Don't let it do yer lolly. It's just a question?"