Lex was about to question why 'people' were concerning themselves with his sex life, but then it occurred to him. Jenessa had really been getting to her, it seemed. And of course it was so uncanny for a stranger to have him pegged so well; the thought of toting the mistress around in front of the estranged wife seemed tactless. But his mind replayed his  past few interactions with Jenessa, the thrown bottle, the kiss. The thought of having Jenessa see him with another woman seemed oddly satisfying, albeit vindictive. Using Blue as ammunition against his ex was disgusting and not something that he would do. But, as long as he didn't do it in that context, it was okay. Right?<br/><br/>"A shower sounds nice," he agreed. Jenessa's suspicions could get fucked, whatever those suspicions might be. And if she asked, Lex would tell her exactly what he perceived the situation to be. She was moving on, and he had thrown his wedding ring away. Rather, Blue had thrown it away, and she was still nervous. That was no one's fault but his. "Are<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>worried about people being suspicious?"