Jamie narrows his eyes and contemplates turning that can of ginger ale into a pit viper or something, while another part of him wonders why he feels so hostile all of a sudden. It's just stress and exhaustion, he tries to tell himself, everyone's on edge and it won't help anything to start picking fights.

He takes a deep breath and manages to keep himself from pulling anything too drastic, but the smile he offers looks more like a snarl, and the sass flows unabated.

"Well, I know it probably doesn't take too much to impress anyone from Virgo, but I'll sure try to live up to your expectations."