"Oh! Oh! He calls himself the Shade, real patient guy, he's got these tattoos -" An Exhaustive Physical Description follows, the kind you might get if you were, I dunno, preparing for a manhunt. Jean's eye for detail is sharp. "But um. Um." Fuck. You can do it Jean. You can do it. You can do ittttt you can do it you can - "- if we. Did something together. Maybe just the two of us?"

Congratulations little buddy that's not the worst anyone's ever proposed something that might possibly be Schrodinger's Date but it's down there.