[ It's not as if Jefferson pays much attention to the paperwork, himself. Is it there for show? For Cassian to take care of? WHO KNOWS. Jefferson flops down on the office couch. ]

It was a kid ordering a caramel macchiato. [ Said with MAXIMUM DISGUST? ] I figured you sent him.

[ BUT ANYWAY. ]

I'm not all sunshine and rainbows, Kenzi. I'm just trying to make the best of this. Especially now that we can talk about our real lives without the sheriff breathing down our necks.