Don't be shocked at what I'm saying. J.J. knows he stinks like garlic. Garlic is pretty much his life. He makes some sort of garlic dipping sauce for BASS. At first, I thought it was me. I'm talking to him while trying nonchalantly to sneak my nose over my armpits (nothing) and stick out my lower lip and blow up in case the smell is in my mouth (nothing) all the while talking with J. J. and sniffing mightily.