Felix soon came back with all requested items, along with the fluffy movie and some more movies to see if jack would laugh. Sadly no success. "Okay, you need to stop over thinking this dude. You need some one better. Some one new!" Said the Irish boys friend "now come on, the entire block knows your gay. you just don't." He continued while writing down a number on a napkin. "What are you doing?" Asked jack, halting his cookie killings. "Giving you this number. I found ken this way." Said Felix, giving jack the number. "Lines on twenty four hours and it always has some one for you." Jack looked at his Swedish friend as if he just ate the last brownie. "Who uses lines any more?!" Asked jack bursting into laughter. "That's the point jack. It's like, really private." Said Felix giving jack the number. Soon Felix leaves leaving jack all alone. Jack gets up and goes straight to his now empty room. Hugging his ex girlfriends pillow close as the pillow puffs out the smell of coconut and lavender he starts to cry again. He looked up from his sad state and looked at the napkin on his dresser, staring at it as if it was the forbidden fruit. "Can I?... W-Will I?" He asked himself, slowly getting up.

(Will jack dial the number?! YOU WILL KNOW SOON.)