Jay laughed at Frankie's horror. "You think hearing about it's bad, you should have been there to see it." And she had been. It was nasty as hell! And the poor girl had to go work as a waitress after she got them taken out because no one would hire her as a stripper with her botched tits. It was kind of sad really. A smirk formed upon her lips as Frankie blushed and she remarked, "You're cute when you get all shy."
"Ah, so it's all about the beat. I can dig that." Jay smiled. "I mostly listen to rock. And some metal. And a lot of stuff from like.. the 90s." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "Can't really dance to it, but some of it's really hot to fuck to." She laughed.