James laughed. He laughed directly at Noah, shaking his head softly as he did so. "I'm insane, am I?" He shook his head again as he settled into his drink, sipping the dark liquid gingerly.

"So I suppose her going on a date with me, dancing all up against me, telling me that maybe, in time, we could work things out, when all along she was obviously seeing someone else, doesn't qualify as stringing along then, huh?" He asked, looking over at him with his brow thinly arched. "Going to tell me she hasn't been stringing you along too then, huh?" He smirked. "I think you're the insane one."