Ms. Blue.
Rookie cop, world-class paintball tactician, and leader of the three color-coded musketeers of the local city precinct. Codename: Jill, I guess… gonna forget that in about three seconds.
Okay, so I guess this is happening now. Par for the course, of course, can't go five minutes without getting Mike Tyson-ed to the face here with surprises after surprises non-stop since waking up. No, that'll just be too mundane, bland as all hell. My life has only one gear to it and that's: Go!
Never mind that I'm still wallowing grief-stricken over Ash's prior circumstances. Who cares that I can't yet decide what to give as a present on a particularly dreaded day that is approaching too damn quick? Oh, and why even worry about making a good impression on your girlfriend's parents? Everyone likes a bad boy, right? And just how badder of a boy can you get than being locked behind bars, amirite?