"Uh..."
Feeling Jophia Locke's gaze, Greg Jensen thought he must look terrible and, feeling quite embarrassed, he said:
"Do I look really ugly like this?"
"No, no, it's very..."
Jophia Locke's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, "very handsome."
"Huh."
Greg Jensen didn't know if she was telling the truth, but decided not to care since it was just the two of them here anyway.
Just the two of them?
Greg Jensen looked at the somewhat shy Jophia Locke and couldn't help but tease, "You brought me here, aren't you afraid I'll have some bad intentions towards you?"
Jophia Locke's head shot up, a flash of wariness in her eyes, but then relaxed, smiling gently, "No, you're not a bad person, and besides, I'm not totally unprepared."
"Oh? What have you prepared?" Greg Jensen asked, surprised.
With a smile, Jophia Locke struck a taekwondo pose, "I'm a taekwondo black belt, very impressive. Someone like you, I could take on five of... oh no, make that three!"
