Jason had to think this over.

In many ways, sneaking out from a third story frat room with clothes that were food-stained and barely fit him seemed easier, but Ryan was right. They should have nothing to fear, but Jason was still confused by last night. He always thought he was straight. Clearly, though, that wasn't entirely true.

"We'll tell them... soon enough," Jason finally says, then his belly rumbles.

"Man, we gotta get you fed!" says Ryan. "Look, I'll go out and scout the hallway, then give you the all clear. The old ladies will still be down doing breakfast, and I want to see you eat!"

"All right," Jason replies.

Ryan gives him the all clear, and Jason rumbles out and down to the dining room, where he takes a heaping mound of breakfast. It's nearly closing time, so....