Jerid struggled to find a way around Jasmine, dribbling back and forth, attacking, being blocked.
When he finally got an opening to score it was because 'the slasher' distracted Jasmine.
This ruined the game for Jerid, and ticked him off. He inspected her and pondered for a second.. He remembered the name but where.
A few minutes later he slapped his hand in his palm signalling the quarter dropping.
"Ooh I remember! The slasher! Yeah, I had a few clients thanks to you. Made quite the prize of your name!"