Jerry was angrily pacing around again. You could tell by the way he was walking that he was annoyed. Unfortunately, you were someone who knew of Jerry's problems. The hypocrite could barely stand before grabbing your shoulder. He wanted to talk about something. Your interest was nonexistent; he didn't care.

"Rick took everything from me! My family, my honor, my integrity, he keeps putting my son and daughter in danger! How am I the bad one for calling him out for his shit? I just don't get it. It makes no sense." You rolled your eyes at what he was saying. He sounded like he was deflecting and undermining his screwups from the sound of things. Jerry couldn't sound more incompetent if he tried.

It seemed like he was anticipating a response from you. You were debating on giving one, though it seemed hard to tell how you'd word things. Jerry appeared to be impatient and stomped his foot in annoyance. "Oh, come on, don't tell me you're on Rick's side! I'm a reasonable guy. Please, don't take Rick's side." Jerry whined.