Jenn didn't really have a clue what Rak was talking about, but being one to comment on everything, she said conversationally, "I prefer french fries to hot wings, but both are better than onion rings, although that's just my opinion because I hate onions. A lot. So how did your hair get that color? "
Listening to Chase's little spiel made Jenn's head spin; she sort of stared blankly for a minute while she worked it out in her head. "Okay, I am duly impressed by your memorization skills," she finally said with a grin. "I am sorely tempted to match that, but I'm not sure the quote I have in mind fits into the conversation." She scooped a glob of pudding off her plate with a finger and ate it, pretending to look thoughtful. "Suppose it wouldn't surprise me if this WAS scripted by Lewis Carrol. I mean hey, I've got a talking mouse gaurdian and friends who are video game characters, why should that be any more surprising?"
She eyed Bruce uncertainly. "...Okaaay. So, what, you're a bounty hunter?"
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Listening to Chase's little spiel made Jenn's head spin; she sort of stared blankly for a minute while she worked it out in her head. "Okay, I am duly impressed by your memorization skills," she finally said with a grin. "I am sorely tempted to match that, but I'm not sure the quote I have in mind fits into the conversation." She scooped a glob of pudding off her plate with a finger and ate it, pretending to look thoughtful. "Suppose it wouldn't surprise me if this WAS scripted by Lewis Carrol. I mean hey, I've got a talking mouse gaurdian and friends who are video game characters, why should that be any more surprising?"
She eyed Bruce uncertainly. "...Okaaay. So, what, you're a bounty hunter?"