There's a reason Jason doesn't drink often... and here it is. "Your hair is so pretty, i don't gett it." he sounds so confused with each word he babbles out.

He simply yaps too much. He has his legs crossed. All girly as he leans forward, elbows on his knees. "i never noticed how it does---." He makes a crude hand gesture.

He's trying to get something across, failing miserably.

"it's nice is what..." he giggles, letting his face sink into his palms, cheeks growing rosy in embarrassment.