Ah, there was an opening. Jack would play this cool. After all, this chick looked a bit like Uma Thurman and he'd love to get with that.

'I totally did Uma Thurman,' He would tell others upon his escape.

They wouldn't believe him, sure, but if he could visualize Arlene, he'd have a much easier time recounting his tale than if he were making a woman up on the spot. Hey, it'd be something to talk about.

"I'll help ya," He offered, taking a step towards the Bride. "Assuming you could use a guy like me."

Suave.