"Deal." His apple-less hand was extended in return and he completed the handshake firmly. As he let go, much like arms might stretch out over someone's head, Jay's wings extended back languidly and then refolded against his back.
"Absurd? Naw." Red hair was a'flurry as he shook his head to affirm his statement. "Ah mean, it's jes' something that makes sense, with us bein' where we are." Now after that headshake, he had to jut his lower lip out enough to blow a puff of hair up to get his bangs out of his eyes. "Sittin' here after drinkin' that soda, sumthin' came to mind. If Ah git the apple in the trash, you make me a sandwich." Jay couldn't help but snicker lightly even as he made his request. It was just a silly thing to ask for. "If Ah go'an miss. I'll make you one.. or owe you some doughnuts or whatever you'd like when it comes ta' food."
[OOC: Don't apologize! Seriously. I hope you're ok!!]