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Kenny was still sulking when he got to Jack's hotel, going up the same way he had last time to meet him in the foyer of the fancy suite. The lure of the really expensive ice cream that honestly was to die for had been a good one. But it hadn't stopped him from sulking. He didn't know why he kept letting Jack talk him into things when he was really just a huge jerk who upset him so often.

"Jack? Where's the ice cream?"

He was still upset that the other hadn't taken him seriously before and maybe a little embarrassed that he'd even tried in the first place.