"There is indeed no escape, Jameson. It's lucky for you I think you're the coolest person ever. Which I intend to inform all of them as well."
They walked out into the city air and Thomas breathed it in. "Smiling is good. I never even thought of being a sketch artist! Suggesting jobs for you means he gets a potential seal of approval from me as well," he said with a smile. "And speaking of boyfriends, anyone you have your eye on?"