She was fairly direct, and open, with her friends though there was at least one major thing she had yet to divulge to Alice if only because it hadn't felt right to do it just yet. When Alice shot off the questions people normally went through before getting to the meat of a conversation Saturday laughed it off and shrugged.
"Sorry, I'm good, I'm..." but her words were cut off when Alice began to speak about this Jeremiah. Oh. That name she knew, and his real name too. She took the picture into her hand and inspected it closely. He was very handsome and when she looked up again, Alice looked elated.
"How is he not your type? He's practically a god," a slight play on words, she smirked. "And you're like a goddess, it's perfection."