"I did dress in drag and shimmy with him to Spice Girls," Jack smiled a bit, "Shameless, I know," He chuckled softly, just trying to find some ease in the room as he sighed heavily, "Dear, I just want you to know you aren't the only guilty party. I made Ray uneasy, you were your gorgeous self and he didn't pay attention to the risks, didn't care. We are all a part of it and you are not alone. You're never alone," He leaned into Angel, "Listen. We all make mistakes. Lord knows I have, at least, alright, and you can't, can not, put this all on yourself. You know what? I bet he's fine, you know. I mean, the man has gone through so much, and he puts up with Greg. He has to be graced by God, really," Jack tried to smile again, getting closer this time as he patted Angel's leg, "And you've learned your lesson, of course. I might not be Papi, but if you do it again, I'll have your head or something threatening that we all know I'd never follow through on but I'm saying anyway to try and seem like a tough guy. I think my jeans are too tight to pull it off, what do you think?"