I know Jack's not trying to make Red upset, But he doesn't know Red like I do. Red's not in the mood for fun right now, no way. He's in the mood to hit something, I can see it in his eyes. Those sad eyes. He looks like he'll never be happy again.

"Red, Don't!" Instead of going to him, I pull myself back. God, that was a mistake. I backed up so far I ran right into Jack. It's so wrong of me to feel safer near Jack, with Red standing right there, but I do. Red's going to say something, about what happened in Russia. That kiss, that stupid reckless kiss.

No, he wouldn't be so cruel, would he? Not to me. He was my best friend for most of my life; he wouldn't say something just to make my life a million times more difficult, would he?