"Someone in my study group found it the other night," Jack explained. "It's much more interesting than the fundamentals of British law, so..."

So they'd watched. A lot. And paused on the bits where the princess's bra almost bounced out of her metal bodice until Jack scowled at them to stop.

The gasp answered his next question, but he'd ask it anyhow. "It's really you? Not your evil twin?"