Deny, deny, deny!

Jack was just as flattered that the girls wanted to be on either side of them, again unsure which was which, as he was again taken by their bodies. He bowed at the compliment, "Thank you ladies, I was starving this morning so I thought what the hell!" he smiled brightly as he loaded up the table and poured everyone a glass of OJ, himself a large glass of whole, raw milk. A guilty pleasure, there was no way he'd ever go to skim or 2%.

He smiled at, "Jess?" and tried to answer, "You.... smelled something?" and immediately thought that they must have smelled some of his stash, "Ummm... well... sometimes to relax I... wait... smelled something inside or outside?" he was habitual about only smoking his weed outside. He'd tied one on pretty good before the girls showed up, but was fairly sure that he hadn't blazed before. No, he was pretty sure he hadn't. "I dunno," he turned to Megan, "You smelled it too?"

He hooked a blueberry waffle on his fork and a large portion of the bacon. As he layered on the butter before a good amount of syrup, "I dunno girl. What'd it smell like?" he asked while cutting up his waffle then eating a strip of bacon that had a good bit of syrup that dripped while he raised it to his mouth while turning back to Jess, "I can't think of what it could have been," as some of the syrup landed on his bicep closest to her. Unaware of the offending sweet and sugary dripping on his arm he turned back to Meg, "Did it keep you from sleeping?"