There were three things on Jennifer's mind that day, as she walked to her new work place. The first was that she looked awesome in a corset and the club should totally be paying her to look this good for them. The second was that she was really, really horny and Needy had totally cockblocked her. The bro code specifically stated that cockblocking not cool and so what if she wasn't technically a bro? Jennifer thought the rule counted in spirit.
The third thing floating around in her mostly empty mind was that she really needed to get a mani/pedi stat because her nail situation was seriously dire. Ripping someone apart by hand really could ruin a girl's nails. And she was staring critically at her nails, when she rammed into someone that had been standing around in what was obviously a busy street.
Like, rude much?
Looking up to chew out whoever had decided to put themselves in her path and not freaking move, Jennifer started to say, "Hello, it's called walking. You should, like, try it someti-" Abruptly, she cut herself off as she stared up at the man that was standing there. Her mouth literally dropped open and she stared at him for a good minute, before she broke down in giggles. "Did you lose a bet? Oh my God, you look like a complete dork. You are so not getting laid anytime soon. Are you, like, shooting a commercial for a video game? Because unless this is a bet or you're getting paid, there is no excuse to nerd it up like that, Legolas."