However the night fall, Jay just needs Emcee to know he's free to do as he wants. He doesn't want Emcee to feel indebted to him for anything.

Jay grins and slips out of his arms and back into the guest room. When he emerges, it's with a little bit of make up of his own - subtle but effective. A little eyeliner to darken his eyes and a bit of shaping to his lips. A touch of concealer to soften the lines of his more prominent bullet scars.

Also a boot knife no-one would ever know what there.