Jackson finally finished chewing the ridiculously expensive, awful-tasting fruit. He remarked, "You know, the world's messed up. People being a little messed up is understandable."
Sawyer frowned.
He prided himself on having logic above that of the average person. Yet somehow, he was slowly convinced by Jackson's reasoning.
Jackson stood and continued, "The main point is, Sylvia's mentally ill, not crazy. Compared to a lunatic, mental illness isn't so bad, right?"
Sawyer was still trying to wrap his head around Jackson's logic.
Jackson leaned in. "Now, tell me about this lady you're getting engaged to. What's the story? Can you give me any information about her? How do you know her? Is there anything special about her? Or is she mentally ill, too?"
Sawyer's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Sylvia returned just in time to overhear that. "What? Sawyer, you're getting engaged? Who's the lucky woman? Can I see a photo?"
She didn't take Jackson's question about the woman's mental state seriously. She just assumed that he was worried Sawyer might be making a bad choice.
Sawyer dreaded Sylvia finding out.
Jackson, on the other hand, didn't feel an ounce of guilt for spilling the secret. He just stared at Sawyer, waiting for an answer.
"She's… normal," Sawyer replied.
Jackson shook his head. "Normal? You don't go for normal ladies."
In Jackson's eyes, if Sawyer liked someone, they were either extraordinary or a little unhinged. He felt that there had to be a story here.
Jackson knew it, but he wouldn't selfishly pry into Sawyer's personal life. That would be rude.
He was a stylish old man who knew the importance of boundaries, a legend among his peers.
"It's nothing, really. I'm just planning to get engaged. If it works out, I'll introduce you," Sawyer told Sylvia.
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