And Jason laughs, as if getting her to roll her eyes was the point, the same way he teased her when they were younger (only then, the point had been to make her cry).

"Which is easier when there's less competition. But your point's made." He alternates between the cinnamon vapor and the seltzer water, although the carbonation from the latter is enough to make his frown a little each time he swallows, despite having been so cocksure with the lemon earlier.

"I'm getting a Mentor shipped in, at least. So I won't be doing this alone. Stig's so useless as a Stylist he practically counts against the number of staffers."