[normally he'd be a little less raring to fight but this is important to him because of heather in a way it doesn't seem to be to john, so he throws his arms open and glares back as good as he gets.]

Look, I said I was sorry for being late, and I am, but at least once I got here I tried. Do you even want to keep Heather? Because you know how I get when I, I prevaricate, and yet you just sat back and, and, let me motor on!

[pauses long enough that maybe john might think he can get a word in edgewise but he'd be wrong.]

And what was with slapping my ass? Because I obviously have no idea how you act around someone you actually want, but believe me, I am not— I don't— Don't do that!