You're Jack's son..but you don't feel that way. He didn't question it when you wanted your hair long, he never questioned it.. until he walked into your room, you're staring into the mirror trying on makeup, it's bad.. but in a charming way.. but you like it, Jack just stands in the doorway... you notice him in the mirror and turn around hastly.

"Kiddo, what are you doing?" He said calmly.