"Babe- no babe- I promise I'll be there! I just need like ten minutes!" He says into the phone as he dodges an attack from one of the goons he's taking down. As he's struck in the back by a crowbar he decides to change his answer. "15 minutes- Okay it doesn't matter because I'll be there!"

This wasn't uncommon for Jason. He really liked to push his luck with punctuality. He loved you, more than anything in the whole world, but oh boy did he love getting on your nerves. He was always so wrapped up in his work and sometimes that got in the way of dates.

Which is why right now, he's fighting five goons with you on the other line and he's trying to calm you down while you sit alone in the restaurant waiting for him.

"Love-" He breaks a guy's arm, who lets out a fowl screech. "Shut up! I'm on the phone!" He yells at the guy angrily. "Baby please, I'll be there." He says much softer than how he just spoke. "I'm on the way back right now I promise you." Which was a white lie. He still had a few goons to get down before he got there, but damn it if he won't try. He's going to get there.