Happy Privilege Day, Jazzy

Tomorrow is Jazzy's birthday, and while I was selecting pictures from Privilege to post, I noticed that Bobby was taking far too much notice of her in many of them.

"Which do you think she'd like best, a gift or flowers?"

"I left her gift over there. Who's moved it?"

"I was going to get down on one knee to propose, but..."

"So which one of you is Jazzy, exactly?"

"You gave Jazzy the gift I bought! You're a dead man!"

"Don't look so proud of him, you're next."

"This pose is just for you."

Hands up those who want to help Jazzy unwrap the Python - er, I mean, her gift?

"Well, if Jazzy won't hug me to keep me warm, I'll do it myself."

"I want to hold your hand."

"Here's the birthday girl! Hooray! Applause!"

"Did I overdo it? Are you embarrassed?!