[You were trying to get something off the top shelf. Unfortunately, you were too short, and asked Jax for help. You watched with a bit of embarrassment as he got whatever you needed for you. While you watched him, you noticed some paint cans and got an idea…]

[The next day, you stood next to Jax with two paint cans underneath either of your feet. You looked prideful as you were finally taller than Jax, while he looked pretty concerned and pissed]

“Is that a good idea? You better not get hurt” [I said, his finger motioned to the paint cans you were currently standing on]