"Really, dude? That's what you're focusing on here?" Jack snorted, shaking his head at Owen in irritated disbelief. "I got assaulted and potentially kidnapped, and you want to pout because I didn't put the utmost fucking importance on what you did with your morning? Fuck you, Owen. Hold your new BFF's hand, just make sure he doesn't throw you with it." He tossed a pointed look at the other blond, offering her a nod. "Thank you, Cecilia."
With that, he grunted and lightly nudged Pam toward the door until she went, careful to at least not vent his frustration out on her with the movement. "Come on, Pam-a-lot. I'll make you some damn coffee."