John B: Why Are You Carrying A Plant?

Pope: JJ...

JJ: Oh no, 'JJ' in b-flat.

JJ: You're disappointed.

Pope: As top in this relationship, I think we should-

JJ: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

JJ, under his breath: Futurehusbandsayswhat

Pope: huh

Topper: What

JJ: FUCK NO

Pope, sweating: Tomorrow at 7. I'Il pick you up. Dress nice. *walks away*

JJ, a little flustered: Did he just ask me out on a date?

Sarah: I think it was more of a statement.

Kiara: More like a threat really.

Why JJPope would never last as a secret

John B: Hey, have you seen JJ?

Pope: I'M NOT SEEING JJ!

John B: What?

Pope: What?

JJ, in the distance: So much for playing it cool, Pope.

Pope: Who hurt you? 
JJ: *snorting* What, do you want a list? 
All of the pogues: ...Yes, actually.

JJ: I don't always make great decisions under pressure..

Pope: what the hell is that?

JJ, *holding an alpaca by a leash*: Its an alpaca! I got the last one

*the pogues playing a game*

Sarah, picks up an card: JJ, name something you might hurt yourself riding on

JJ, biting his lip: oh lawd, you know what I’m thinking?

*JJ’s mind*: pope. Pope. Pope.

Sarah, grimacing: I have an idea

JJ: it’s pope

Pope *chokes on his beer*

Sarah: I fucking figured.

John b and Kiara *watches in horror*

Pope: JJ, I need a favor.

JJ: I'm not giving you a lap dance again.

Sarah: A lap dance?

John B: AGAIN???