She supposed the best thing about him was that he was tall. At least much taller than her and tall people were easy to hide behind and consequently blame things on. Yes, he would do nicely! But beyond that, he wasn't so bad looking, though she had a thing or two to say about that orange jumpsuit.
Tabby narrowed her eyes, the gum she had pressed against her cheek licked back against her teeth and mashed away as she considered a better alternative to what he was wearing. She blew a bubble as big as a baseball then popped and dragged it back into her mouth.
"Yeah, we're not going to a strip club anymore."
Tabby reached forward and grabbed at his wrist to drag him out the front doors.
"But we're totally getting you some new threads, dude, what the fuck are you wearing?"