You're lucky you do, or I may end up very jealous. [Not that Jaskier wasn't going for a reaction, but it had been more to annoy Geralt (his favorite past time) over whatever reaction Dean would give. Which is... quite a lot, apparently.

Oh. He really didn't --

Jaskier laughs, doesn't even double-take at Geralt stealing the bottle from him.]

And, you know, the funny part is it only started after we'd known each other for -- how long now? Over two decades. [Too many. As if Jaskier doesn't remember every single one. Jaskier returns to his seat, putting his arm around the back of Nadine's, waiting until Geralt's done drinking and refilling Julie's to take the bottle back and top up his own.]

I don't know what that means, but Julie's right. Cease your heteronormative thinking, Dean. I'm beginning to feel a little judged.