There must be something wrong with the women of New York, JJ thinks, if Drake Parker is still a single man.

Sure, the man's wardrobe could use some work. So could his eating habits. And his apartment is a disaster area unless he thinks someone's going to see it and goes into a frenzy trying to clean it up (unless that somebody is JJ, who sees it so much he's thinking of pitching a tent). And he's more of a doormat then any officer of the law has any right to be.

Still, he's loyal, brave, and honest, which are all selling points in JJ's book. And it was harder to find a relationship more low maintenance then with a man so laid back he made recliners look stiff. And he was certainly affordable. JJ had charmed him into what seemed like a lifetime of free lunches, and he wasn't even sleeping with the man. And if all else failed to grab your attention the outside package surely would. And it was an all over good too, not just a nice face or broad shoulders but an evenly proportioned package of quality that should by rights make every straight woman sit up and take notice.

JJ has to admit he's noticed on more then one occasion, although that's not something he'd admit to easily.