[ he's not a meddling mother hen like how yancy used to be, but damn if he hasn't picked up a thing or two because someone's got to balance out the stupid that yancy can be sometimes. ]

Yeah, I am. [ he sighs. ] It just seems to unnecessary, you know, babe. Because it's not like he isn't even the slightest bit in love with her -- tell me I am wrong about this and I will eat my nicotine patch.

[ he slumps onto the bed and lies back, mouth in a frown and eyes staring at the ceiling. softly, he goes: ] Would serve him right if Mimi decides to move on. [ he doesn't really believe that. doesn't think it'd make anyone happy because if the whole goddamn PPDC knows that becket and sokolov are dancing around each other forever like a pair of cranes... he drags his hands over his face. yancy, you dumbass. ]