[Jay freezes, the blood rushing to his face as he slowly attempts a casual, nonchalant turn back in her direction.]
[What does he say? What the hell is he supposed to say?]
[By the time she can see his face, his brow's furrowed, and he's squinting at her.]
Jess? I don't--Not really familiar with the name, sorry.
[There's a chance she'll buy it. And maybe there's a chance the Duchess's pig'll float by. And maybe there's a chance Jay hasn't made the biggest slip-up of his godawful alibi-generating career.]
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Date: 2017-12-05 07:50 am (UTC)[What does he say? What the hell is he supposed to say?]
[By the time she can see his face, his brow's furrowed, and he's squinting at her.]
Jess? I don't--Not really familiar with the name, sorry.
[There's a chance she'll buy it. And maybe there's a chance the Duchess's pig'll float by. And maybe there's a chance Jay hasn't made the biggest slip-up of his godawful alibi-generating career.]