Holding Joe's hand, he added, “Let's step away for a bit."

He was weary of the relentless socializing.

While it was natural to exchange pleasantries, the crowd was overwhelming.

They decided to retreat upstairs to the lounge to await the start of the wedding.

Meanwhile, Forrest was with Alick, observing his outfit with an amused expression.

"Wow!" Forrest exclaimed, eyeing Alick's attire and smacking his Lips.

"You're dressed quite flamboyantly today," he remarked.

Alick was tempted to send him packing.

He was simply dressed in a suit and leather shoes; there was nothing flamboyant about his appearance.

It was clear to him that Forrest was just jealous.

And his Jealousy was so apparent!

“Look, your jealousy is making your face contort," Alick remarked.

Catching his reflection in a mirror, Forrest retorted, "I look very handsome. . .""

His statement was cut short by Alick's snickering.

Realizing Alick was mocking him, Forrest shot back, “It's actually your face that's all twisted with jealousy!"

Alick clapped him on the shoulder, slightly amused, "I've got to greet those guests. You enjoy your solitude!"

Forrest was left speechless.

Why did Alick have to make such cutting remarks?

He had just been once so immature that he had done something wrong and missed his lover.

Was it necessary to keep reminding him?