"I never said you were an asshole," Jay forcefully said. "You're just not right."
Jay left all of her stuff and marched over to where Jack was mauling through empty booze bottless. She reached over and planted her hand on the counter near Jack's left hip, her arm diagonally cutting him off from the bottles. She wasn't at the right angle to totally stop him, but it'd have to do. "Now ease up, Jackrabbit. You said you're sorry to her, right?"