[He's right. That stops Dice cold. He calmly puts his spoon down on the edge of the plate.]
You, uh...
[Shit, he doesn't want to sound jealous and he's thinking too hard which means he's going to say the wrong thing and fuck this up so maybe if he just backtracks and changes the subject like a guy doing a fucking bat-turn in an action movie...]
no subject
You, uh...
[Shit, he doesn't want to sound jealous and he's thinking too hard which means he's going to say the wrong thing and fuck this up so maybe if he just backtracks and changes the subject like a guy doing a fucking bat-turn in an action movie...]
...You into that or something?