“PG 27 here, please" Jenn said loudly, forcing us to separate. “Have mercy on the single ladies". She snarked.

“You're 27". Jameson pointed out. She glared at him. “Oh, sorry. I forgot y'all are weird about stuff like that". He muttered.

“I'll go watch a movie or something". She stood. “Please entertain her well. You were all she could talk about before she got here". She said as she walked out of the room.

“Jenn!". I scolded.

“Love you too". She yelled back. “Soon they'll be making babies or something". She muttered.

“What's with her?" Jameson asked me, his expression a mix of confusion and amusement.

“She's squeamish". I replied....