Greg couldn't help but smile at that, reaching over the sink to rinse out the bottle and fill it with water.
"I don't think I am- but that could make a pretty bitching drag name. I did use to stick with Mary; I was something of a traditionalist." Getting a drink of water down, he sighed, setting the bottle down to rub at his forehead. "I like you too, Jack; one of the few people I've actually found I can stand, here, that I didn't already know," Coming from Greg, that was saying a lot.