[ Never tell Jeff the price of the wine. Or, at least, wait until after your tenth anniversary or something, when it can just be a hilarious story to tell the family.
He totally thinks he picked a, like, $70 bottle, max.
And... Jeff's picking up on the fact that Cam seems to prefer to take the lead, even when it comes down to little things like pouring. Which, honestly, he can't complain about. Where Cam likes to take the lead, Jeff would usually rather go with the flow.
Curse his lackadaisical Californian upbringing. ]
Thanks for the whole-- inviting me. [ Because Cam's right: these opportunities are pretty few and far between. He's been on dates since the divorce, sure, but nothing that ever turned into any sort of relationship to speak of. Scheduling was one of the big issues, especially when his daughter was younger. And with a kid to think of... casual doesn't work too well. He'll always put his kid first, the same way he's sure Cam puts JJ's wellbeing first.
In any case. It feels a little validating to finally have Cameron admit that JJ can be a handful. Nice to see the man behind the stern, hyper-competent demeanor. ]
Don't worry about it. [ He waves a hand. ] Honestly, it wasn't even the worst I've been insulted by a parent. Can you believe I was once asked if I graduated top of my class at Shit-For-Brains University? I asked them if that was an accredited college, and they were not happy...
[ ANYWAY. He spoons some of the chutney onto the bread as he adds: ]
She's a bright kid. Creative. Always has some sharp insight, when she feels like participating. [ So, you know, even though JJ's something of a nightmare at times, Jeff does see her potential. It's probably what makes it extra frustrating when she terrorizes him.
But enough about work. ]
Man, I could eat this all night. You've got good taste, Cam. [ Pause. ] Mr. Waltz. [ Another pause. No, 'Mr. Waltz' sounds even more awkward now that some light flirting's been exchanged. ] I can call you Cam now, right? [ He's making it more awkward now, isn't he. QUICK, TRY TO RECOVER: ] Should we toast? Let's toast!
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He totally thinks he picked a, like, $70 bottle, max.
And... Jeff's picking up on the fact that Cam seems to prefer to take the lead, even when it comes down to little things like pouring. Which, honestly, he can't complain about. Where Cam likes to take the lead, Jeff would usually rather go with the flow.
Curse his lackadaisical Californian upbringing. ]
Thanks for the whole-- inviting me. [ Because Cam's right: these opportunities are pretty few and far between. He's been on dates since the divorce, sure, but nothing that ever turned into any sort of relationship to speak of. Scheduling was one of the big issues, especially when his daughter was younger. And with a kid to think of... casual doesn't work too well. He'll always put his kid first, the same way he's sure Cam puts JJ's wellbeing first.
In any case. It feels a little validating to finally have Cameron admit that JJ can be a handful. Nice to see the man behind the stern, hyper-competent demeanor. ]
Don't worry about it. [ He waves a hand. ] Honestly, it wasn't even the worst I've been insulted by a parent. Can you believe I was once asked if I graduated top of my class at Shit-For-Brains University? I asked them if that was an accredited college, and they were not happy...
[ ANYWAY. He spoons some of the chutney onto the bread as he adds: ]
She's a bright kid. Creative. Always has some sharp insight, when she feels like participating. [ So, you know, even though JJ's something of a nightmare at times, Jeff does see her potential. It's probably what makes it extra frustrating when she terrorizes him.
But enough about work. ]
Man, I could eat this all night. You've got good taste, Cam. [ Pause. ] Mr. Waltz. [ Another pause. No, 'Mr. Waltz' sounds even more awkward now that some light flirting's been exchanged. ] I can call you Cam now, right? [ He's making it more awkward now, isn't he. QUICK, TRY TO RECOVER: ] Should we toast? Let's toast!