"Nobody," she admitted. You really couldn't beat good juice, it was a line you never crossed. As Lia handed her the glass, she nodded. "Well they do. This place looks amazing." She thought back with some embarrassment to her own apartment. It still looked like a college kid's dorm, with a bunch of bold and random colors that didn't have any business being together.
At the question, she laughed. "You think it's awesome?" she asked, gesturing to it with a finger. "I'm glad! My dad was so upset when I dyed it. I'm a natural blonde, and he saw it as a tragedy. But he's gotten used to it, I think." She chuckled, taking a sip from her drink. "I'm a boxer." She smiled. "It's pretty much the best job in the world."