“The ferries wheel with him? I'm sorry, but I like to disappoint people one at a time.” His eyes shined with life as he joked and his often present smile took on a tone of sincerity.
“Unless you want to...” Maz's words died in his throat as he was brushed off and Jacob removed himself from the conversation without ever really acknowledging him. It wasn't a surprise, not really. Maz was always more of that friend of a friend guy, but it annoyed him to not even get the chance to finish what he was saying. He audibly sighed and crossed his arms in a petulant fashion that belonged on a two year old more than it did a teenager... Or maybe it was the other way around? Teens could be odd that way. Either way that didn't matter at the moment.
“Look at that, Cassandra. I bet I could be carrying a flamethrower and a golden chicken, but without a pair of tits some guys just won't even bother pretending you exist even when you're right next to them.” He was smiling again, the expression appearing as quickly as it had vanished.
“Well, since the important guy is gone do you want to clue me in on how you became such a teenager since middle school? Did you get a visit from Aunt Flow and decide everything sucks now? 'Cause that isn't exactly wrong,” he said with that confident look in his eyes. That one that said 'even if I get hit for this it's worth it' and he didn't exactly ever change his mind when it came to cracking shitty jokes.
“Or is that a secret you save for important people?” Maz asked. The fact of the matter was that Maz was never the most well liked guy and he had been honestly surprised that a girl as boring and nice as Cassandra even ever bothered to remember him. Even though she had been a naive thing just a few months ago from his perspective.