"Okay, okay. Now that's getting somewhere. Backwards how? What's this first impression that was a problem? Because as far as Declan seems to think, everything you've said and done was fine, he just wasn't prepared. Which is where he came to me because he thinks I'm ahead of the game somehow," Mac shrugged, not sure where Declan got the impression. Sure, Mac talked a lot of shit and said what he felt like saying with impunity, but that didn't make him any more experienced; just less inhibited.

"Ahead of him, maybe. I mean I'm at least not squeamish about my intentions, anyways."