Baby I'm a S o c i o p a t h

      “ Oh. “

     “No… I didn’t,” 

      Brow arching upwards, Stephen remains firm in the doorway, not letting the man pass him as he folds his arms across his chest. After a few moments of studying him, Stephen inclines his head to the side and hums softly.

     “Who are you really?”

      “ -- Worth a shot. “

      He shrugs, just barely, more of an action for himself then it was for         anyone else.  Stephen Strange would have been less interesting         if he’s managed to just walk in with that sort of lie, so with a little         step back and his hands sliding into the pockets of his trousers, Jim         cocks his head to the side to look the man over once more.

“Knowing him, he’ll probably insist on cooking - so yes. Be nice to him.”

      “ Be nice to him. “

“I suppose you can come for dinner. You must promise not to cause any trouble while you are there, though, and you must also be nice to the dog.”

“Oh God, please do not tell him that. I would never hear the end of it if you did.”

“You could be attempting to actively kill my partner too.”

“You could be attempting to actively kill me.”