Maggie was still restless while Jacks spoke, but it was clear she was paying attention. The girl's eyes followed as his lips moved, and she moved her eyes up to Jacks' as he stared. It was clear she was confused and still a bit uncertain about whether or not it was pure bullshit.<br/><br/>"Okay. You wanna get to know me."<br/><br/>She took a deep breath and started walking again as she spoke. "All right. How about we start with my flaws? This will give you time to run."<br/><br/>Maggie stopped and crossed her arms, partly joking and partly serious in her statements. "I'm afraid of dogs. And of the dark. REALLY afraid. I don't like anyone keeping tabs on what I do and where I go. I can't sit still for more than two minutes. I get completely crazy when I see anything dirty. And I ALWAYS see whatever is even a little dirty. Like... palm prints on the glass on your windows. They're making me crazy. Uh...  That's it, I guess. Do you still wanna get to know me or is that crazy enough already?"<br/><br/>She sighed and took a more serious tone.<br/><br/>"I don't know. There's something about you. Something I can come to like, if you give me time."