There it was again, that big smile. Jake felt relief flood over him again, too happy to see it after such a long time away to feel bad about the kind of precedent he was setting. There would be other dungeons he could skip, this one really mattered.

Jake cracked two eggs into the heated iron skillet, almost in the exact moment Finn mentions Jermaine. That he got a big chunk of shell in the egg and broke a yolk was purely coincidental.

"Globit..." He winces, hissing at the heat as he begins to fish the shell out, allowing that minor distraction to take center stage in his mind. Conveniently, Jake doesn't seem to acknowledge Finn's suggestion at all.