There was a tiny bit of relief in knowing that what happened on the elevator hadn't been cheating on top of everything else. "Oh... That's cool... Just like a... friends with benefits deal? I sort of have a deal like that, too... It's kinda nice." He didn't know why he was volunteering this information, but he eventually stopped himself. "Yeah... He was gonna marry Quinn... I used to date Quinn's friend Mercedes... They're like... co-fag hags, and I'm still really tight with Mercedes."

Jeff shook his head. "No, it's cool, dude. Don't worry about it. It's not like you could help it. It was a bad situation is all. I know we've always been assholes to each other, but I don't think you'd purposefully put yourself in a coma to be a dick to me." He smiled faintly. "I wouldn't use anything like that against you, man," Jeff said, his tone reassuring and gentle. What the hell was this? He and Nick having a civil conversation? "Anything that happened on that elevator... at least after the really hot sex... stays between us."