Nice indeed, but that was the deal, wasn't it? The deal for everyone. Owen was easy going enough not to care much, but it also hadn't occurred to him that he was shagging this man's boyfriend and that it might be a little awkward to be mates with him.
"You're a saint," Owen said, kissing Kirley on the temple. Kirley was good man. No one really deserved him at all. "Just saw Jon," he said. "Gave him a nice snogging in the alley, good kisser with those fat lips of his." This was a lie, but he wanted to see what sort of rise it might get from the ever placid Kirley.