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

Throughout the meal, Jess remained quiet, sitting hunched as if to distance herself from Reginald and Maxwell even while sitting with them. There was no questioning like she'd expected, but that brought no relief. It only confirmed the men had all the knowledge they'd wanted, all because she'd been careless. The smug satisfaction she could feel emanating from them backed it up further.

She bristled at Maxwell's invitation for drinks - that fake politeness wasn't fooling anyone, something he should know by now. Before she could mumble a refusal, Roxy spoke up for her. [color=teal]"So has Roxy,"[/color] Jess added flatly, standing up with the anchor. There probably wasn't any point in going to bed just yet, as she doubted either of them would sleep, but at least they'd be away from these two. For now, anyway.