Tony: You're a great man Jackson Gibbs, thanks for the sweater.
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"Tony…" Jackson called towards him just before he stepped outside. "What size are you?"
"I like to think of myself as a large."
He managed a smile before handing him the sweater. "Here."
Tony looked a bit confused as he took it. It was pretty stylish. "And I didn't get you anything."
Jackson continued to smile. "Try it on."
He did so; his questioning look still on his face. "Perfect…but may I ask what I did to deserve such a hot looking sweater?"
"Is putting up with my boy for seven years a good enough reason?"
Tony had to smile. "So it's a reward?"
"Something like that."
"Well, first of all, thank you…secondly, working for your son has been all the reward I need. He truly is something…special."
Jackson agreed. "He's special alright."
"So special in fact, that if I don't go do what he asked he's going to literally inflict physical pain…"
They shared a short laugh before Jackson let him go. "Thanks again Tony."
He turned back for a moment. "No, thank you."