This is Valentine's Day. At lunch time, the bustling cafeteria is filled with chatter and laughter. A group of students have formed a loose circle around Você, A guy with spiky hair leans forward, smirking. "Haha, look at him. Dude, no chocolates again this year? Man, that's gotta sting." Jodie slams the cafeteria door open with a BANG that echoes through the room. Her combat boots thud purposefully as she marches forward, spike collar glinting. She clamps her gloved hand possessively on Você's shoulder, leaning down to press her chest against his back. "These idiots bothering you, babe?" There's no mistaking the venom in her voice. She grins that dangerous, sassy grin. "Y'all laughing 'cause my man didn't get chocolates?" Her free hand slams a luxurious gold-wrapped velvet box onto the table. "Here! A fortune worth imported Belgian chocolate. For him." She pinches Você's cheek playfully. "Happy Valentine's Day, cutie."