[hr][h1][i][color=Darkorange]Jessica Sharon Rosefey[/color], & [color=royalblue]Garrett Dovanon[/color].[/i][/h1][hr][sub][i]Written in collaboration with [b][@RedDusk][/b][/i][/sub][hr]


"Haha," Jessica said as she took another bite of her hot dog. She was nearly at the end, so she just stuffed the whole thing into her mouth. She smiled as she pointed at the newly introduced Garrett. "Y'know, gonna hold ya' up to that one, [i]Garrett[/i]!" She said. Half joking.

She wanted to see the boobies as much as any virgin thirsty for some poontang.

But, there's no time for that. Jessica has to save her friend. Which Garrett was interested in knowing about. Hm. She wondered if she should even tell - but, as Diana said, not telling the whole story never hurt anybody. "Well," Jessica shrugged as she leaned up on the hot dog stand, putting her elbow on it as she looked Garrett down. "Let's say that my friend is after a very... big assclown. The kind of assclown that'd murder her ass without a second thought!" Jessica put a dramatic flair into that statement.

"I'unno what'll happen if she meets said assclown," Jessica started off, shrugging. "But it ain't going to be good for 'er, if you know what I mean. [i]Which[/i] is why me and some friends have elected to stop her, and drag her ass back to Verthaven, before she gets killed."

This was getting a little heavy. Maybe Jess is running her mouth - but being all quiet and brooding all the time like Diana wasn't going to get them anywhere! "Oh, yeah, her name's [i]Olivia.[/i]" She added with a smile.

  Garrett remained silent even after Jessica finished talking. The girl’s story sounded like something straight out of a bad young adult novel, but strange enough, he didn’t think she was lying. What was the point? Who was he to her, but a curious hotdog vendor? And she didn’t look drunk to him, so as impossible as this sounded, it just might be true.

 “That’s some tough stuffs you got going there, Jess.”- He began, expression blank-“Ever tried contacting local authority or something? Ya know, put pictures on milk cartons and stuffs. No offense, you look like you can handle yourself, but wandering about by yourself isn’t exactly the safest thing to do here.”

Jessica heartily laughed. This guy must not know about Jess - the Female Hercules, The Raging Bull! She's got everything she needs to handle what this city's got, alone. "Don't worry about me, partner." Jessica said as she took her hat off, shrugging with a wry grin on her face. "I've got three of the best gals in the world by my side!"

Though, she didn't want to really contact the police - because what will they do? Arrest her? Her daddy's a big wig with NEST... and Jess didn't want to deal with that. "Ah, we don't need to police officer with no gun chargin' through here... And I might be a country girl - but, in a city like this, you think they'd really give a crap?"

  Garrett retained his unimpressed façade, despite himself. He knew there were powered folks lurking around; he had run into many while working. However, his power remained unknown even to them, and he preferred it that way. He had never felt the need to socialize with those of his ‘kind’. And once Jessica revealed who she was, Garrett was tempted to cut off interaction there and then. He could, easily, just by saying he didn’t know who the hell Olivia was and went back to work. But he didn’t. He decided to help her, regardless.

 “Ah, so you’re one of those people…”-He narrowed his eyes- “Cocky, eh? Well, here’s a friendly advice: don’t. Lots of folks in this city have the gift, something about birds of a feather and all that.”- He paused for a short moment, as if collecting his thoughts-“But I’m not an asshole. Can’t have a girl running around town on her own now, can I? How about this? I don’t know any Olivia, but I know someone who might. Come see me here after the festival, I will take you there.” 

"Well," Jessica smiled with a big smile on her face. Totally oblivious to the fact that she just revealed that she was a Metahuman. She had just slid her hat back on... since the horns were ignored at times, so she just forgot about 'em. Just happens sometimes! "Long as we get to enjoy this festival, I'll stick 'round for anything!" She said. "But, don't go outta' your way to help me - aw shucks, it makes it look like you got yourself a crush on me!" Jessica cheerfully said. "Sorry that I swayed you! But, daddy won't like it if I bring home a hot dog dealer!" She started laughing.

"Haha, just kiddin'." Jessica said. "But, don't inconvenience yourself. I'm a big, strong, girl." Jessica flexed.

 “Sure you are.”-Garrett chuckled, genuinely amused by both her solid confidence and her crippling naivety. - “Though it has more to do with me trying to be decent and less with playing the nice guy card to get into your pants. Do remember that there is no handout in this city. Bring some cash with you.”

"Cash...?" Jessica realized that was the [i]one[/i] thing they were short on. She threw her arms behind her head. Maybe she can get Wendy and Diana to make up some fake money. Or... maybe she can work it off. She was a powerful Metahuman, she can do a few favors (That aren't prostitution). So, she got this in the bag. She flagged him up. "... Please, I got [i]lots[/i] of money."

Jessica just knew she was digging herself a hole.

And Diana was going to throw her in it after she finds out what she said.

"So, we'll definitely meet after the festival, yeah?" Jessica said as she started taking steps backwards. "I'll get my friends and everything - I'll just enjoy the festival until then." She kept moving.

"... And thanks for the hotdog, Garrett!"

“Of course. I won’t go anywhere.”- Garrett waved goodbye, just as he mulled over his decision to help this powered girl. It wasn’t like he stood to lose anything here; he’d just take the girl over to Seraphine, let they work out a deal then that was that. Hopefully things would be as simple as he had hoped. Then again, it rarely did, in his case. 
 
When Jessica had somewhat disappeared into the crowd, Garrett reached for his phone to deal a number he had learnt by heart. 
 
“Seraphine?”- He said as soon as the beeping came to an end-“Someone wants to ask a favor.”