"Oh, I'll take the cheeseburger with extra Shelia sauce." Sully told the lunch lady, who immediately smootherd his genetically modifyied meat with genetically modifyied sauce. He crouched down for a moment to retrive the tray from under the sneeze guard when he suddenly felt two hands push him towards the wall.
"Sorry, Man. I just really wanted the Shelia sauce. I don't know what came over me." Jay said smirking.
Sully stood up and dusted off his shirt. "Just don't do it again."
"Oh no. I wouldn't dream of ruining your J-crew pants and expensive shoes." He mocked. On other days, Sully would have thrown in a common insult, but the key here was to ignore Jay and he'd eventually get bored. Unforcently, he wasn't the type that got bored easily.
Sully paid for his lunch, and began to make his way over to the door. He felt somebody behind him, and he turned around to see Jay following him. "What? I know you don't have anything productive to do, but don't bother me."
"Did you have a good time last night dancing with my girlfriend?" Jay said, blocking his way.
"She's not your girlfriend. You ruined that."
The smirk melted off of Jay's face and he stepped closer. "Maybe you don't know anything yet- but Alex always comes back to me."
"Gentlemen, is there a problem?" Sully looked over to see Mr. Armstrong standing there, as if to prevent a fight.
"No." Sully replied. "Not at all."
"Oh, there will be." Jay quipped. "There will be after Emma finishes talking to Alex."