Iris smiled when he said he wanted to take her out for the night. It was a genuine smile, not cocky or sarcastic, but a genuinely goofy gring. (Triple G threat. Woaaaah!) She focused on him to see what he would do next, but her mind wavered when she heard Molly ask, [i]"Iris, what are we doing? Can we go test the Jaegers soon?"[/i] Her smile had turned into a frown as she thought about responding. Hello? She was working. Not getting paid to work at that, and it made it that much worse. Though she didn't want their match to be over so soon, she supposed she could...

[i]Oh shit![/i] 

Through her monologging (sp?) in her head, she hadent noticed that Josh was coming at her again. She tried to take a step back but he had grabbed a strap of her sports bra and held her too close to get away. Suddenly she felt her feet getting swept out from under her as she fell onto her back. Her legs had been trapped by his in this particular technique so she didnt stand a chance of trying to regain her balance. Landing on her back with a thud, Iris became slightly winded as she lay there trying to catch her breath.