Jake was very much prepared to just keep going on with multiple words and phrases describing him as the absolute worst. But then she was sitting herself beside him as if anybody invited her. Then she elbowed him and he snapped a bit out of his funk to realize...Oh. Crap. Vriska.

Great. The lady he had tried to flirt with at his cart, and then saw his girlfriend smooch. And she just happened to like blue for her make up of choice, and he didn't appreciate that. Well. He appreciated that, but he's not ever gonna let her know that.

He blinked at her words and frowned at that, shaking his head with a passion. "No! We didn't have a spat...well I mean we had a bit of a bump. But it wasn't you two kissing that caused any issues. We worked past any of that though I just...Christ." He slumped back against the bench, rubbing his forehead. "Problems with Dirk. Problems with myself. Problems with everything. And yeah...Last name Crocker. Jane Crocker. Gal who shouldn't be stuck with a failure of a boyfriend like me."