I have to go sit in the I-like-Jack corner, now. It's such a lonely spot.
I'll keep you company. We can pass him back and forth and we won't share with ANYONE.
Me, please! Share with me! I like Jack. I'ma get a "I like Jack and I'm not ashamed to admit it" T-shirt, I think.
I also like to look at him, though.
I knew y'all would know how the psychic fit in and I wouldn't have to do any pesky research.
No one better even plan to take any women to that cursed beach, eh? Poor Hurley.
::welcomes AmyLiz to the rightful-thinking corner of Jack worship::
Amy, I just made a cake. It's too much for Sail and me to eat, alone. Want some?
Hey, I didn't say anything about cake! No sharing the cake! Oh, wait, we can share feeding it to Jack, can't we?
Yes. Or we can have our cabana boy feed it to Jack, while we watch, and eat more. And they say you can't have your cake and eat it, too. Ha.
Want some?
It's like you don't know me at all.
I was just trying to protect your reputation. Not everyone knows you'd go in the
I'll Marry Henry Gale for Cake
corner.
Oh.
You're right. Ignore the whitefont, people! Nothing to see here.