Sheri groaned. One of her gigs? Really? Had it come to that?, "Well I sure hope there was a vibe." Shaking her phone with the kissy picture on it around, she was more or less saying he better not be mouth breathing with this chick because he was being a man-whore. Then she'd have to beat him to death. He was raised better than that. She didn't know which outcome would be worse... Juto the man-whore or Juto the heart-broken...