"Okay, one? Ke$ha is so not cool. Her music just happens to look cool in neon light form. And two, Kate is way too cool and you know it. There's like a cool blast of five-point-eight meters any time she wears all purple. She'd stand out in this covert of covert missions and we'd be boned. It could only be you, man."

Amadeus didn't bother to come up with some bullshit reason for not bringing Billy, or anyone else for that matter. He knew that Jaime knew why he was here. He wasn't an idiot. Cho wouldn't have been so quick to choose him if he was.

Apparently, he was a snarker, though. Which Cho was just fine with. Snark was practically he and Herc's first language. And bringing the banter before they save a whole bunch of superdudes? Yeah, he definitely liked Jaime.

"Dude, just saying kilo-Urkels earns you like, 6200 kilo-Urkels. At least." Cho raised a brow at Jaime, then resumed puffing out his chest and straightening his collar like a penguin strutting around that thinks he's hot shit. In a room full of majestic bald eagles. "But don't worry man, I'll carry you through this with my super ultra high cool levels. Which are through the roof."

Yeah, Jaime didn't help at all with the Smug. If anything, it increased. It's like fanning a fire.