Jack scowled and sat back, sighing and looking away, "Fine, well, if you already had the comfort, forgive me, I was just offering, dear. Anyway," He shook his head and looked back to Greg, changing topics since the man obviously didn't seem in the mood for any more kind words, "I need a tux for this wedding, and I wanted you to come help me get one for I've never worn one, as surprising as that is. If you are up to it, of course. Or, you could sit and sulk some more, by all means, but it might get a bit awkward with me here, staring at you, not talking," He put his elbows on the couch arm, his chin in his hands, eyes on Greg, "Just staring."
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