Jessie left her bike locked up at the bakery and took a taxi to Joey's place. The two of them hadn't managed to catch up for a long while, so she felt glad to be doing that now.
With the heavy cake in hand she walked in and set it down on the kitchen bench as she called out, "okay, I hope you boys are ready for your diabetes!" she headed in to the living room and found Joey, her smile of greeting turning to horrified shock. He'd asked her not to be surprised when she saw him, but she was. He was so pale and thin! "Oh my god," she said, coming over to sit next to him on the couch. "Joey, are you sick?" Cancer. That was all Jessie could think in that moment.