"I guess I am... And Maggie sounds just about right". Maggie was also still trying to catch her breath completely and she touched the scratch marks on Jacks' back. "I'll say", she replied, when he said he thought he was sober.<br/><br/>The girl had every intention to just stay there for a while, at least enough to catch her breath. Apparently, that wasn't going to happen. When Jacks started scrambling for his clothes, Maggie, startled, did the same, trying to locate her dress. She finally picked it up from the floor and started putting it on.<br/><br/>As Jacks closed the door, the girl sat on the bed, puzzled. She looked at the door, trying to figure what the hell was going on, and to make her hair look like she hadn't been doing exactly what they had been doing. As she made herself a little more presentable, Maggie considered to leave the room and get the hell out of the flat. The closed door, however, made her reconsider. Whoever was there was obviously not meant to see her, so out of curiosity, the girl stood by the door and tried to figure out what was going on.