A Jhad idea: throughout all stages of their relationship, in public J swears up and down that it’s all for strictly pragmatic reasons.
Example:
Uzi: So… you and Thad are getting married?
J: Yes, but it’s strictly for the tax benefits.
Uzi: (Squints, knowing darned well that taxes don’t mean squat around the Colony) Riiight.
That said, as humorous as it is, this tendency stems from J keeping everyone at arms length and justifying her every action to herself far too long in her efforts to try and cope with working under the Absolute Solver.
Thad is fully aware that it’s her coping mechanism, and let’s it go, with mild teasing
some shenanigans:
Thad: hi beautiful
J: hi handsome
Thad: I’m handsome now? That’s new
J: well, I, um, it’s objectivity. It’s important to categorize people based on their objective qualities.
Thad: so, I’m objectively handsome ;)
J: UZI AGREES OKAY *flies away in flustered panic*
Lizzy: look, just because you and Thad are dating now–
J: we’re not dating
Lizzy: you were making out in the closet three minutes ago.
J: that was a business meeting.
Lizzy: about?
J: Thad’s face. His, um, stupid, not-kissable-at-all face. *nods confidently*
Lizzy:
Lizzy: yknow what, I’m not touching that with a five foot pole.
Thad: are we dating?
J: of course not! We’re just…business partners!
Thad: business partners who kiss?
J: yyyyyeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss???
Thad: …you are so lucky you’re beautiful
Barry, a random guy who somehow hasn’t met the literal angel of death who’s been living in the Bunker for several years at this point: so, are you two engaged?
Thad: y-
J, interrupting: of course not. We’re business partners planning a merger of our assets for greater growth next quarter.
Thad: which is J’s way of saying yes, because she loves me so much.
J: …I could kill you. Easily.
Thad: butcha wo-ont! :3
J: ……(to Barry) excuse me, while I speak to my associate privately
Thad, being dragged away: THAT MEANS WE’RE GONNA KISS
(I am in love with Thad being an intentional disaster because he likes flustering J)