Jerry cracked open a beer as well before reply to Bobby's usual attempts to get under his skin. "If I was doing so poorly, I doubt she would have said yes when I popped the question," he retorted with a wink towards the other man. A friendly slug was delivered to Bobby's bicep before noticing that his gal was making her way outside to the pool. Jerry wasn't about to get in it himself, but he wouldn't pass up the chance to see Terry in her swimsuit. So he followed along behind her and took a seat in a nearby lounge chair.