Jimmy set his lunch down on the break table and plopped down in a chair, heaving a huge sigh.
“Man, what a day,” he said, picking up his sandwich and taking a bite.
“Uh…” Frank said, looking at Jimmy then glancing quickly away to catch Seth’s eye, sharing a disturbed expression.
“Whampf?” Jimmy asked around a mouthful of bread and bologna.
“Nothing,” Seth said.
Jimmy swallowed and looked between his two friends, studying their expressions. “What?” he repeated.
“It’s nothing,” Frank said, sounding uncomfortable. “Just, uh, have you looked in a mirror today?”
Jimmy tore another bite from his sandwich and chewed silently for a moment while nodding. “Of course. I had to comb my hair and shave this morning, like usual.”
“Ok,” Seth said. “We were just wondering.”
Jimmy set his sandwich down and looked again at his friends. “Seriously, guys, what’s got your dander up?”
The other two were silent for a moment. Finally, it was Seth that spoke.
“Well, you might want to look again when you get a chance.”