"What are you talking about, I'm a great liar?" He was completely deadpan when he said that. He could keep a straight face. But then Jeremy was coming back, and John couldn't suppress his frustration.
It was hard to say exactly who or what he was frustrated with, though.
"Have a great party, love." He nodded and then ducked out of the conversation. Jeremy. Great. Whatever, it wasn't his business, and he shouldn't care.