The moment Jenna called her a prostitute, Kenzie's happy-go-lucky expression faded. Though it never turned towards anger or hate or anything negative, really. It got stuck on bewilderment and confusion. And for a while, she just sat there, staring, dumbfounded. The gears were obviously spinning in her head, but it was like nobody was home as she still tried to process everything that was going on. Metaphorical smoke could be said to come out of her ears while her brain tried to parse everything that was going on in front of her.<br/><br/>But it was something Jenna said that finally clicked, and she finally chimed in. "You know, she does have a point. Why didn't you tell her? Or tell me? Like, I am down to try anything once, you know that, but like, things could have been so much more fun by now."<br/><br/>Despite everything, she still seemed a bit oblivious to just how angry Jenna was. And in her usual chipper tone, she turned to Jenna and extended a hand towards the other woman. "Hi! So like, as you heard already, I'm Kenzie!" There was a big, stupid smile on her face, which actually made her dimples look rather cute.