Girly makeovers would probably be less surprising than what does greet him. Vala is standing there with a look in her eye that can only mean one thing. She smiles at him lasciviously, and steps closer to go straight for the jugular - well if Jack's jugular is located in his pants, that is.

"I think we need to let off some steam, my way, Jack." She whispers in his ear, fingering his collarbone and starting to undo his shirt buttons.