Connor, Roy, Jade + Open
"You're very sweet," she commented and gave his arm a friendly stroke. Jen, in her youth, had made some unscrupulous decisions regarding her modeling career. It was nothing she was too terribly proud of and accidentally told Roy (and Dick) about her indiscretions after a night of imbibing.
But the subject easily dropped, Connor forgiving for being left in the dark, her face lit up and she smiled brightly when he told her he was not going to be come a monk.
"That's good! We'd probably see you very little then! And I like your face. Its got character," she said, tacking on a wink at the end. Things like that were important to photographers, besides it being a veiled flirtation. Of course Jen knew better than to go barking up Connor's tree, but she was just being herself, naturally flirtatious. She hoped that it would put him at ease, when Roy on the other hand seemed so content on making him feel awkward at every turn and doing things the Roy Harper Way.
"Oh, really? What kind of classes?" She asked eagerly. "Here? studying at NYU? Or...?