Summer was going to meet that puppy dog look with a very skeptical one. "Fine," she said, after holding out for a little bit, "I will, but not because of that look, I was going to do it anyway because I'm a good friend. Or I just support you in this new mission of Slow Death by Water Poisoning."

Which was a thing!

The fact that Summer just plopped down on the couch again when she got back and handed Jack his water while sipping her second G&T was a good indication that, no, actually, that hadn't helped her decide.