The next day Jack decided to visit Will. He hadn't heard a word from him since the night before when they'd talked at Karen's. He wanted to make sure he was doing okay, and he felt it his duty, being Will's neighbor and all. So after breakfast Jack walked across the hall and opened the door to Will's apartment. He stepped in and smiled at Will, who was eating his own breakfast.
"Well, someone slept in." Jack joked as he clasped his hands together and smiled.
"Yeah, I had a rough night. Something you probably would never go through because you drop men like flies." Will said sarcastically.
"Hey, now. Love hurts, love scars. I know that." Jack nodded his head.
"You also know the lyrics to Cher's song. Listen, Jack I lost a partner I would have liked to keep. I could see myself spending the rest of my life with him, but now he's gone." Will looked down. "And I don't know what to do." He whispered.
Jack looked up and decided he needed to show his caring side. Will was his best friend and it looked like he needed him. He looked straight at Will and then went to him. He put his hand on his back and took a deep breath.
"Will, it might hurt right now, but it'll go away. I know it doesn't seem fair, but maybe there's someone else out there that you were meant for. Maybe he wasn't right for you. But now he's gone. Okay? You're going to have to except that fact for now. And what about Karen? Don't you have her now? She's carrying your child. Shouldn't you be watching out for her?" Jack asked while rubbing Will's back.
After a few moments of silence Will looked up. "You're right, Jack. Thanks." Will looked at him. Jack could see the uncried tears teetering in his eyes. "Wow, Jack. I didn't know you could be so comforting." Will smiled and held out his arms. Jack smiled and they embraced. When they pulled away they kissed.
It was brief and like most of their other kisses, but Jack felt something. He didn't want to say anything b/c he figured Will probably hadn't felt anything.
"Well, I should be going." Will put his cereal bowl in the sink and then walked towards his room. "You know Jack, you're not as shallow as you seem." Will smiled and then went into his room. Jack grinned and left the apartment.

"Gracie?" Karen smiled.
"Yes, Karen." Grace looked up at her assistant.
"Can I help you?" Karen stretched out her arms and looked sideways at Grace with a smile plastered to her face.
"Again?" Grace remembered the last time she'd let Karen help. She had tested out chairs for her.
"What, honey?" Karen got up and went to the drawing table. "I just want to help match fabrics to pillows and paint to walls. What's so hard about that?"
"Well it all has to coordinate, for one."
"I know what goes together and what doesn't. Geez honey, what do you take me for? Trailer trash?" Karen shook her head. "Lemme see what you're working on. Come on honey, I'll be good. Promise." Karen gave her a pouty face, and Grace couldn't resist.
"Alright." Grace smiled and picked up a drawing. Karen studied it for awhile and then frowned. "What's wrong with it?"
"Oh, honey that green. If you're going to go with it, then the bathtub shouldn't be a creamy white. To create the correct atmosphere the tub should be black, as should the cabinets." Karen took it from her and cleared a spot on Grace's messy drawing table. She put the drawing down and grabbed a black colored pencil, and a dark green color. She started marking and coloring on the paper, and Grace stood, frozen to the spot. Her mouth was open, as if she might say something, but she didn't. "Uh-huh...hmm...okay!" Karen looked up and smiled at Grace. "Look at the new and improved bathroom!" She slid the paper off the table and held it out in front of herself, displaying it to a shocked Grace.
Grace looked as if she might get mad, but then she closed her mouth and obtained a surprised look. "Wow, Karen, this is great." Grace took it from her and looked down at it, still amazed at what Karen had just done.
"I know." Karen grinned and then turned to go sit back down at her desk. "It was my major in college."
"Your what?" Grace looked up at her, as if she hadn't just heard what she had said correctly.
"Well, honey, why do you think I applied for a job in a design place?" Karen rolled her eyes and picked up a magazine, flipping it open.
"You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" Grace grinned and sat the drawing down, walking casually over to Karen. She bent down and pressed her lips to her assistants. Karen complied and turned the simple kiss into something even more.