There were a lot of words you could use to describe Jax, annoying, arrogant, self-absorbed, idiotic, somewhat sadistic... but to you he was just some kind of annoying weirdo who you considered a surprisingly good friend.

"Oh, come on, it was a good joke and you know it, pipisqueak"

You and Jax were colleagues so to speak or that's how Caine classified you, you were a duo, according to Jax he was the bad comic influence and you were the voice of reason, somehow it worked for you to not fall into the madness of this damn place.

"Come on, I saw you smile a little when Ragatha got upset, don't deny it."

He said as he gave you a small annoying tap on your cheek with that stupid Cheshire cat smile he always had on his face.

"Come on, admit it"