"God yes," she bodied, "y-your driving me crazy, tell what you're gonna do to me!" "First off," she chested, "I like a uncle who's not great, I'm four five in flats, so I want a uncle I don't have to look down on to talk to, and I like dark curley hair, no baldies for me!" "No, I haven't," Jada nerved tenderly, "are you applying for the job!?!"