[b]Jennifer[/b]

"Uh, no. The whole sleazy strip club thing may be your scene, but I have more class than that." It was only after she spoke that Jennifer remembered she wasn't exactly wearing the best clothes for a night out in town. Unlike Nate, she stepped over the unconscious man, but then turned around to give him a swift kick on the ribs, then one on the side of his head. "And I'm proof of that," she continued, following Nate out in the hall. "[i]You[/i] gave me these clothes, so I really didn't have any other choice." 

Jennifer caught up to Nate before they reached the elevator lobby. Luckily, nobody else was on the same floor to notice the mess she was as well as the mess they'd left behind. As Jennifer reached to press the "Down" button, a sudden jolt of pain traveled up her back. She made a face and tried to dismiss the tingly sensation from the wound. "Oh, and your boyfriend over there shot me in the back with a taser or whatever the hell he was carrying. I may need to get to a hospital to have this looked at, but first I want to shower and change out of your tasteless clothes before seeing a doctor. Think you can give me a ride?" she asked, stepping into the elevator after it finally arrived, "it won't take long, I promise. You'll have all night to party and screw your strippers as many times as you wish." 

[@Subject Zero]