Like the little old lady who swallowed the fly. I had to kill the spider that came looking for the fly. And now there's a little bird by the name of Cassie Dewell coming looking for the spider. Got ourselves a predicament, Ronald.
Jenny: How did you two leave things last night? Cassie: I told him we were over. Jenny: And how did he take that? Cassie: I'm not sure. Not great I think. Jenny: Is he in love with you? Cassie: I don't know.