"So, if it does, then you got to have some apparently awesome sex--based on how you're acting--with a pretty cool guy. That doesn't seem too awful, man." Kavinsky reached over and knocked Jack gently in the shoulder, offering him a consolatory smile.

Then, chest tight with terror to say it, he laughed and said, "I have the stupidest--the absolutely stupidest crush on you, dude. Okay? That is going to go absolutely negative places so there was no point in telling you that. Just. It is entirely possible to like someone and do jack all about it."

He looked down at his tea. "Hopefully shit works out for you and Poison. Watch the dumb singing show."