Rochelle's lips pulled into something lopsided and mock-thoughtful, before holding her palms out and balancing them. More or less, she was obviously teasing back.
"Oooh. Nice." She leaned back in her seat again. "Not exactly my type, but I think you might have bagged a good one, Jubilee. So... wait, what's he a doctor of again?"
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"Oooh. Nice." She leaned back in her seat again. "Not exactly my type, but I think you might have bagged a good one, Jubilee. So... wait, what's he a doctor of again?"