“Who has an ass?” Janie asks as she and Fox walk in. “No one!” I yell. “Derek.” Indy beams, no shame whatsoever. “Oh, I know, right?” Janie gushes as she hands Indy a coffee. “That man can fill out a pair of jeans.” Fox clears his throat. “I am right fucking here.” Janie whips her head around and looks up at her fiancé. “You’re right. Fox, do you have an opinion on Derek’s ass and his ability to fill out a pair of jeans?” Janie blinks, waiting for his response. “Why are you the way you are?” he growls, causing Janie to giggle and turn her attention back to Indy.
