[Jack is similarly distracted by the retreating line of Eugene's back, and only looks to the blur of motion that is Zev disrobing in time to avoid being pulled onto his face by the hand that fists into his collar. Laughing, he stumbles after them, finding that there's not much more he can do than undo his belt and fly while Zev is marching him into the bathroom.]
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Bossy, bossy.