"First of all, I'm not moping. Second of all, I'm exploring," Jake replied with a small laugh. Marco was still Marco. A constant. Best friend since they wre babies. You know how it goes.

"Although I'm not sure I'm going to come back to this museum. Too post-modern," Jake tried to crack a joke. Probably a bad one, but it was something to take the edge off. After a moment of silence, he added, "How're you doing? Did you find out about your mom?"