Looking at her, Tony raised an elegant brow and let his lips curl into a smirk. Jean was hiding something, he could tell. Not that Tony was good at reading people, but he was at least good at reading his friend.
And something was bothering Jean.
Looking around the room as if the walls had eyes, Tony scooted in a bit closer to Jean and then went to give her a stage whisper, "We should get outta here.. The warden'll catch us being naughty and then we'll both get put in solitary for sure."
He hopped to his feet and offered Jean a wide grin as he said "At least come get out of the house for a few and we'll grab a coffee or something. Sound fun?"