[ That eyebrow raise is all the answer he needs, though there's not much Jefferson can do at the moment, what with his lack of access to a proper shower, fresh clothes (his outfit from yesterday, at least, is hanging on the office door), and however many hair products he normally uses. But he at least... tries to smooth down his hair with his hand in an attempt at taming it a little. ]

Oh, you know, the usual. Threatening me with a baseball bat, stealing my things, making messes. [ He rolls his eyes with a huff. ] I'm at my breaking point with that insufferable horse's ass. He can keep the house.