Janette began to make supercilious and flirtatious comments that made Zane role her eyes over and over again. "Well mister Chase, I'd chase you any day." She made silly faces as well, most of them indicating some kind of sexual attraction towards the young man. Zane wanted to hit her terribly bad, but that wasn't apart of her character so she blushed and buried her head into her hand, covering her face in embarrassment. 

"What kind of offer are you passing up, Zane?" Janette asks with wide eyes, shoving her friend by her shoulder. "Oh my God--did he--" she leaned and began whispering in her ear to which Zane replied with a violent shaking of her head. 

"Janette calm down." She grinned at her friend who was simply--she hated putting it this way--a whore. She wasn't about to say it out loud but it was the brutal truth. Not to mention she made it more obvious than anything else. The way she dressed, the amount of makeup she put on--it was all to impress some male for a one night stand. Zane might have been old fashioned because she wanted to know [i]the one[/i]... Not that she believed in that sort of thing, but someone who would qualify as a mate. 

While she was trying to help her friend pull herself together, he went off without saying goodbye. Or she hadn't heard him say goodbye, it wounded her. Even though she had only stumbled into him--literally--she still wanted to get to know him more. Past his name, he seemed like an nice fellow. But now she wouldn't be able to know--

"Come on, let's follow him."

"But I don't know where he went." Zane protested, whilst being pulls by her friend.

"All you have to do is look for a bunch of dudes grouped together and--oh, what do we have here?" She said pointing to them, Zane's eyes immediately falling on him. The only thing she could do was smile. It was like they'd been away for years. That's what if felt like to her at least, which was peculiar because she never paid much attention to things like this before. 

Right now was the time she could have used a drink to try and loosen up her nerves a bit and have a normal conversation with a normal guy. Problem was she didn't drink. She wasn't clinging onto any kind of religious values, she just didn't liek the way alcohol made her feel or even the taste of it it was too much. He was sitting near his friend which caused her to freeze for a moment, because she didn't know if she should sit next him or wait until he came to her and was standing. She traveled over to him, taking a seat near him, but not next to him. She didn't want to seem clingy but he did have her interest. She lifted a hand to wave, in hopes that he would see.