"I think I'd feel better if Mary-Beth's art talents rubbed off on them." His art related degree was in Graphic Design. He felt like in some ways it was close enough to tattooing that he could apply it, but it was Mary-Beth who had the true skill. "But if they can never draw better than stick figures, I'll probably still love them." Probably.
J.J. raised his eyebrows at her, "You know I will take you up on that offer in a heartbeat, but I'm not sure you know what you just offered to do. But hey, it's out now, no take backs!" He laughed and took the remains of her sandwich from her when she offered it. "And normal people stay out of the heat in the summer because it is gross." amd wit that sentiment, he wolfed down the sanwich and followed it with more soda, "Unless you're by the ocean," he added, "Then it's almost palatable."
"Oooh, yikes," he grimaced, "Yeah, avoid that." He'd necer heard such a silly wives tale, but he nodded politely, "So, if I want to know, ask Carter. Gotcha."