Because three’s a crowd in a safe house…

Koriand’r: Why don’t you just ask Jason to take off for the evening so we can have some alone time?

Roy: Because we have a weird codependent relationship and I’m scared of hurting his feelings.

Roy: But, what you said.


Guess who’s the third wheel, Kori?

When you’re your best friend’s keeper (just not a particularly good one, at that)…

Jason [about Roy]: He’s got them stashed all over the safe house like an alcoholic! I found one in the bookcase, right behind my vodka.

When you’re your best friend’s keeper…

Jason: *enters the safe house and accidentally steps on some beer cans on the floor*

Jason: Are you drinking?

Roy: Just the occasional glass with dinner.

Jason: Huh. And how many dinners have you had today?

Roy: Three. So far.

“How to Get Kicked Out of the Safe House” by Roy Harper…

Roy: *approaches Jason’s bed at 2 AM*

Jason: You’re wearing pajama bottoms, right?

Roy: Shh…

Jason: Exactly how drunk are you?!

Roy: *spoons Jason*

Roy: Both questions asked and answered.

Roy: Is this lifestyle actually making you happy?

Jason: Let me answer that question with another question: Who would you rather be, you or me?

Roy: You’re kidding, right? You have two black eyes, and you’re perched on a scrotum cozy…

Roy: You.

Jason: *picks up a piece of paper by the phone*

Jason: Timbo, what’s this? A phone message?

Tim: Yeah. Some dude called for you.

Jason: Who? I can’t read your handwriting.

Tim: *reads the message out loud* “You’re a big, selfish jerk.”

Jason: Okay, I know who it is.

Tim: Probably Roy.

Jason: Yup, Roy.