"Ah," Jay says, sounding a trifle lost and forlorn. "That's the big question, isn't it?" he reaches out and lays a hand on R's arm. "I'm afraid that's ... well. It's almost impossible to answer, without outside help. You'll have to ask them, darling."

He looks a little far-away, now. He's thinking of Raimut and the early days of their relationship, before he knew for sure that the flirting was flirting and not a joke at the expense of a big-nosed ugly duckling.

"It's an awkward conversation to have, for sure," he adds. "Oh, darling. I don't envy you right now at all. The part before you know is the worst."