“Of course that’s why he gave you the punching telescope,” Reese muttered under her breath when Jack started to question Cam. She glanced down at her green painted nails as she let her boyfriend finish his little talk with that thing in the compartment. Right now, she honestly wanted to know why she even bothered coming into this compartment. She should have left when she smelt those buckets! When Jack fell back onto the seat and jumped right back up again since he landed on the seat, she decided it was time to at least try and calm Jack down. Standing up, she placed herself in front of Jack and then she put her hands on his shoulders. “Okay, sweetie. Let’s try to calm down a little bit, okay?” She told him as she looked into his eyes. “I know you want to hurt Cam, we all do. But, let’s try to not get too – “ How shall she put this? “Too carried away,” she added.

“You know?” She repeated. “Cam, like Jack has said, he’s not under love potion. Can’t you just face the facts that he actually likes me?” She took her hands off Jack’s shoulders and moved to the left side of him, so that she was able to see Cam better. She laughed when Cam said that he was hot and she was not. Ha! “So delusional,” she said. “Maybe you should look in a mirror, Karsten. That so-called ‘surgery’ you had to make you not look like a man Reese didn’t work so well.” She shook her head at the boy.

“HE’S NOT UNDER LOVE POTION,” she exclaimed for the millionth time as she flailed her arms. “Come on, Cam. Just drop this whole thing and let’s get on with our-“ She stopped talking as she watched in horror as Cam threw some of the mooncalf dung towards Jack's mouth. Dude, this just was not cool. He already had a bruised up forehead, he did NOT need that stuff in his mouth. It was just gross. Without hesitating, she tackled Jack out of the way from the soaring mooncalf dung and the yucky stuff hit her on the side of the head. “Ewwwwww,” she moaned.