Maybe it was just easier to be a girl who loved to flirt. Much less chance of a physical fight, for one. And secondly, most guys didn't turn down advances or take them the wrong way. Occasionally there was an argument with an angry girlfriend, but Jessa was more than confident in her ability to survive a cat fight, regardless of which kind. She wasn't going to stop being herself, after all. "I guess it's your lucky day then. Or mine." She tended to think that the cheesy sort of gestures were cute, so Ryan didn't have any reason to be embarrassed. Besides, he was so cute that it pretty much overshadowed anything else.
"Fine then, I will. And I won't be one of those bragging about getting the weight to the top, trust me." Dancers were strong and everything, but her secondary form was stronger than her human form, to be certain. "Hopefully I won't fail epically, though."