"You know, I don't think I've ever seen you go out on a date- unless you count Johnny, which I don't."
"I've been on dates," Jazz declared, voice firm. "I literally went on less than a week ago."
"Study dates don't count."
"It wasn't a study date."
Danny's eyebrows furrowed together, thinking back on the past week. "The only reason you've gone out lately is to study for finals," he insisted.
Jazz scoffed. "You're not the only one with secrets, Danny."
It took a moment, but Danny's eyes practically bugged out of his skull. "You lied to Mom and Dad about where you were going. Oh my God, where were you?"
A sigh escaped Jazz, and she muttered under her breath, "I knew I shouldn't have said anything." She took a deep breath and explained, "I went on a double date… of sorts… in that I had double the number of dates."
Slowly, the realization dawned on Danny, and his mouth fell open. "You're kidding. You're in a poly relationship? Who are they?"
"You will never find out."