Set before the "She Lies With Angels" arc.
Jay sauntered into band practice wearing a satisfied grin.
"I know that look, man," Manuelo noted. "Which innocent farmers daughter you putting the poets moves on this time?"
"Meg Riley," Jay replied smugly. "She just loves the band."
"She the blonde chick? With the big-" Manuelo cupped his hands in front of his chest and Jay nodded. "Nice! How far'd you get?"
"What? A gentleman never tells!" Jay scoffed, his rakish grin clearly stating he'd been anything but a gentleman.
"Riiight. Just tell me this-" Manuelo reached over and tweaked Jay's feathers, "-who came first? The chicken or the Meg?"