[ It would be fine if he did decide to up and leave, and probably result in a more peaceful night for both of them, but if Irving would like to stick around, Jack can keep barbing at him, since he insists on making it so incredibly easy. ]

And what, prey tell, are you going to do about it? Smite me yourself? God's not around to do it here.

[ Petty to argue about, but he's not going to be told what to do by anyone, much less a humorless navy bible-thumper. ]

You don't strike me as adventurous enough, now that I think about it. My [ obviously insincere and spat out with a sneer ] apologies. It merely seems as though you might have trouble charming women, given...

[ A vague gesture towards...well, all of that. ]