"Funny," Marie drawled, stung in spite of herself. "And here I thought I had two legs."

...he was going to get himself jumped as soon as he walked away from here, flashing green like that. It would serve him right.

Betsy made a little choking sound. Marie flashed her a glance, but the other girl was just trying to hold in a laugh. She spared a small smirk in Betsy's direction, even though she couldn't help but mentally catalogue the differences between the two of them. It was true, while Marie was at work she did her utmost to look professional, untouchable. But this was her home turf. She could be herself here. Betsy was beautiful, classically coifed hair and big blue eyes, and Marie allowed that her bust might be a tiny bit larger. But she knew she had nothing to be ashamed about either, with her auburn hair arranged in pinned back curls she was lucky enough to have naturally, her own figure had stopped traffic more than once, and in these pants, no less, and she had been told from a very reliable source that her eyes perfectly matched the color of jade.

'Not his type' her definitely fine ass.