"She's up." Erin sat down at the bar, spinning in the tall seat. He came to a stop to face Jason, who was pulling plates down from the cabinet. "Are you serious about what you said earlier?" he asked, one of his eyebrows raising.

Jason didn't even bother answering. Erin knew full well that he didn't joke at all. After a rather excruciating moment of silence, Erin leaned so far back into his chair and fell onto the ground, on purpose. Jason looked over the bar counter at the other, checking on his just in case.

"You're an idiot." Jason growled. Erin rolled his eyes in reply.

"Whatever."