Jamey: *on the phone* Hello?

Faz: *looks at him*

Jamey: *groans* What'd I do this time?

Faz: *raises an eyebrow*

Jamey: How is that my fault?!

Faz: *gets up and walks over to him£

Jamey: You're super weird...

Faz: mouths: Lucy?

Jamey: *nods* Then it isn't my fault. You just have the hots for mom.

Faz: *giggles*

Lucifer: shut up!

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