Jinx's fingers wrapped around the rose, and she realised she'd been there before, roses and heroes and dinner. She looked at it, chewing the inside of her mouth. She looked back up to Black Jack, nodding so slightly it was almost imperceptible.
Jinx then looked to her other hand. Money. "Do you always buy your women?" she asked, before tucking the money down the front of her dress. Jinx's reaction times were quicker this time around, her hands shooting out and a huge bolt of pink landed on the ground in front of him, leaving the ground a huge crater and Jinx running after it, crouching next to Black Jack with a small smile. She leaned over him, her faces inches from his.
"Gotta make it look realistic. They'll hate you if they know," she said, grinning as she grabbed a handful of cash from the bag, giving him a quick wink before making her exit.
Then she groaned.
She guessed that still meant she had to go to dinner. And here all she'd wanted to watch was her TV show.