Alex and Jared

Jared

 "You... don't clean up...terribly," I mutter.

"Thanks," Andy says, running his hands through his jet-black hair, striking a model pose. "You don't look like a... nightmare yourself. Just your average bad dream."

"I appreciate, it man."

"I do try..."

"I can't believe that Sydney actually likes you. I bet it's like The Titanic, and she's Rose, and you're Caledon, and her parents want her to marry you, but she actually wants to marry... me. Poor, cute, little me," I decide. "I mean who wouldn't want to marry this adorable Jack?"

"Three problems: I'm not rich, and you're not exactly poor, and Syd's kind of eleven years older than you."

"What if she's into younger men?"