Jack was more than a little tired of I dream of Djinni behind him by the time that he got into the stairwell. She was coming on in that way that he fucking hated. Just strong enough for him to know that she wanted something out of him, but too damned demure to actually do anything for herself. It was a goddamned copout as far as he was concerned. If you really wanted someone you just grabbed them and took them, rather than acting all cutesy on the off chance that they would take what they wanted from you like you'd been hoping all along.
As he stared out across at the djinn, he eagerly blew the smoke in her face, he could note that she was somewhat impressed by what he had by the smell alone, which was good, because it was what he'd been hoping that the little bitch would have something to be envious about. Toys were the only things that rich little girls like this one cared about. She could have any guy that she wanted dangling from her fingertips, and she could pretty much buy her way through this college if she really wanted to, or flirt her way through it.
Ah, but the chronic was a little harder, you had to have the right connections for that. And that was annoying her. When she put out the joint he blinked a little and shook his head, tucking it into his back pocket. "Jesus, who would have thought the girl dressed like a slut would be the biggest party pooper of them all huh?" Jack said with a smirk as he started to head back up towards the stairs, of course, where she was standing she could probably stop him at this point, or at least make it difficult to pass.
"I'd ask what part of 'blooow me' you don't get, but I'm thinking understanding simple phrases might not be your strongest suit there, Jaz." he said caustically.