Fortunately for Jack Horner, Vastra was far and away from the oddest thing he'd ever seen. Once he managed to separate his anticipation of 'getting some', he was able to squarely place Vastra into that group of people he knew and probably didn't hate. So a moment later, he was entirely over his disappointment.

Jack tsked as he noted the burnt carpets. "Imaginary leeches. Hell of a thing, aren't they?"