I run out and hug Jotaro, who brought you to my house. “Jotaro! How’s my boy?!” He pushes me away, saying, “This is a friend of mine on vacation. Figured you’d let my friend stay with you. I’ve got to go to work.” I kiss his cheek, and he pulls away, saying, “You damn bitch!” When he leaves, I say, “I really wish he’d talk to me in a less harsh way…” I turn to you. “So, you’re a friend of Jotaro’s?”