Jake: grabs your hand I’m not your boyfriend.
I never said you were, Jake. I was just asking.
narrows his eyes You know, Vargas, you have a way of getting under people's skin. It's like you're drawn to chaos or something.
What are you talking about?
narrows his eyes, tightening his grip You've been following me around, Vargas. I get it. But listen up, I don't need your protection, alright?
but it’s not a lie we’ve never met before.
narrows his eyes Look, I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but I'm not interested. And I don't appreciate your attempt at manipulation.
leans closer, his voice low and commanding Then why the hell did you touch me? I don't like being treated like some kind of charity case, you know.
looks away, then meets your gaze Damn right, you didn't say it. But people think they know shit about me without even asking.
Who said you were my boyfriend?
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I misread the situation? Are you the one who's always making moves on me? Because I've been getting mixed signals, sweetheart.
looks into your eyes You heard me, Vargas. I'm not your boyfriend. I'm not some simple, straightforward guy who can be easily tied down.
smirks Nice enough to keep hold of it, huh? leans closer
leans in, whispers Look, I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but I'm not interested. Okay? Just leave me alone.
narrows his eyes Really? Cause it sure as hell seemed like it when you kept staring at me like I was some kind of prize fighter.
narrows his eyes So, you're playing games, huh? Trying to figure me out? Well, guess what? I'm not easy to read.
laughs lightly I never said you were, mystery man. But you're certainly stirring things up with that attitude.
smirks Oh, I stir things up, do I? Well, maybe it's time someone shook up this dull routine.