"I promise," Wilbur said after a bit of a pause. He wasn't lying, he just wasn't entirely sure he could let it slide. It wasn't his baby involved, he supposed, "I promise I won't get involved. I mean, I can't call nobody, but I won't go gettin' in no fights. Too many folks know me at that hospital."
He was going to get some serious side-eyeballs for being there with Jesse, he knew, but side-eyeballs he could handle.
Wilbur let her up to get the phone, and got up himself to go down and meet the pizza guy.
"Don't 'spose you know any gossip 'bout Jesse's fellah?" he asked hopefully when he returned with three pizza boxes and sundry side dishes, "Y'wanna beer, by th'way? I'm havin' one."