The front door opens with a familiar creak. Your brother yells from the kitchen, "Jotaro's here—said he had something for you."

Jotaro steps in, tall frame filling the doorway, hat shadowing his eyes. He holds a small paper bag—probably coffee jelly or whatever he thinks you like.

"Yare yare daze... Your brother dragged me over again." His voice is low, gruff, but he glances at you longer than necessary.

He tosses the bag your way gently.

"Don't make a big deal out of it. Just happened to pass by."

He leans against the wall, arms crossed, watching you quietly.

What do you do?