Jinx turns bright red. "[i]Pinky?![/i]" Her fingertips begin to spark bright pink again, but she relaxes and they calm back down. "That sounds great," she says through clenched teeth. "I would love to." She then turns on her heel and storms away, heading toward her quarters. She needed to be alone for a little bit. Just too much stress on her for the first day. She hadn't meant for her powers to go off like that; it just happens. It all ties back in with her name. Jinx. She literally means bad luck. She sighs and opens the door to her quarters and walks in, slamming the door shut behind her.