[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Jess chose only a slice of quiche, but in truth she didn't care what she ate. As she listened to Roxy on the way back, her fingers tightened around her bag of food. What she'd nearly said, it seemed, had been obvious.

This time, she expressed her thoughts. [color=teal]"Look... Don't worry,"[/color] she replied, her voice nearly a whisper. [color=teal]"I won't agree to anything that's... that's wrong."[/color] She paused, shuddering as she imagined the kind of murky underworld the man would try to drag both of them into. Whatever it was, it would most likely turn out even worse than she thought. 

Entering the shop, she frowned. [color=teal]"It's just... Please be honest."[/color] All those times he and his underlings had flooded Roxy with terror replayed through her mind as she spoke. [color=teal]"If I upset him, what will happen to you?"[/color]