Marcus sighed a bit and leaned back in his seat, "Yeah, I saw that coming. Honestly I would've been more surprised if you'd agreed", he said as he let out a light chuckle. He reached into a compartment in the car and pulled out a cigarette, he'd more or less quit but had one from time to time, mostly when he felt stressed. He opened his window and lit it with the car lighter. "I'm sorry, hon. I guess I'm just being stupid, I just wish he could show me a little respect when he's in my home", he said. "our home", he said correcting himself before she did.<br/><br/>"I know he will never like me and I'll probably never like him either. But I love you and I won't bring it up again", he said knowing it would still make his skin crawl. He took a long drag from the cigarette and blew it out through his nose, watching the smoke slip out through the window. "Honestly, if he hated me any more I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to have me killed", he said looking over the cigarette as if it was interesting.<br/><br/>It wasn't really jealousy it was more like anger at him. Though it sounded like jealousy he wouldn't admit it. Why should he be jealous? Lan had nothing that Marcus didn't. Maybe he would just get some weird kick out of taking something from him. He brought his head down and hit it against the steering wheel, for no other reason than to feel something. He sat back up and placed his hand on top of Liz's, taking another drag from his cigarette.