“Stud,” D repeated, growly and low. Jack snorted. “You got a better word for a guy who’s swept my chimney five times in one night?”

“You got a better word for a guy who's swept my chimney five times in one night?"-Dr. Jack Francisco”

“Swept yer chimney!” D howled. “Aw shit, that is fuckin’ rich!”

“D snorted. “Gotta be prepared.” He looked up at Jack’s face, frowning. “What?” Jack shrugged. “It’s just….” He sighed. “I’m starting to see words like ‘accessory’ and ‘accomplice’ floating around my head.” D barely reacted. “How about ‘dead on arrival’? Ya like that better?” Jack nodded, pressing his lips together. “Get more ammo. Ammo is good.”

“cause if you were my girlfriend and a stud like me was livin’ in your house, I’d kiss you in front of the guy every chance I got as a reminder.”

“D, I have known a lot of men in my time,queer and straight, and I think I can state with someconfidence that you are as gay as a spring parade." ~ Jack”