"Oh, sweet baby Jesus on a motorscooter I do..." Bea laughed, giving her hand one last little squeeze before letting it go.
She brightened up again, an idea clearly coming to her.
"Girl, we are gonna not only get you a makeover, but we're gonna get you laid. I mean, I dunno if you prefer layin' pipe with a dude or having lunch at The Poontang Palace, but either way? We're gonna find you someone."