[He watches Jack a little too closely, a little too hopefully, before he remembers to laugh softly and leans forward to nudge his arm with a chummy punch.]

Hey, I’m just messing with you. [Smiling, his eyes shine dully, untouched by amusement.] ‘sides, I think you and Zev… you deserve each other, y’know? You just... the way you look at him... I think it’d make your beloved jukebox jealous.