<div class="floatright">(https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/001/296/786/da4.jpg)</div><br/>Jinx grinned at the man wearing a hat once he replied, and looked at the other guy before realizing he seemed to ignored her.  With squinting eyes and lips pushing to the left, she hummed and made a mental note.  She had no clue there was a voice on the other side of the phone at the moment.  Fortunately, her thoughts were not given the satisfaction of completing themselves before the door changed and she heard the loud burst of white noise.  She read the sign before she stifled another mischievous snicker.<br/><br/><em>"They investigate privates..."</em>she stated, looking at the other two with amused eyes.<br/><br/>She was distracted once more when the phone lowered to the floor, entered the room, and began to project a voice.  An instant compulsion to go pick up the phone and start talking into it was fought back by the realization she should probably follow the other inside, but she also took note that two of three people ignored her greeting.  Listening to the father and daughter, Jinx was slightly confused about the names.  She was unsure whether or not to call the woman Elizabeth, Anna, or 'Liz, so she just defaulted to a name she thought of: Two-Name.  Everything else in the first part of the briefing was a blur of conversation she scarcely paid attention to until Elizabeth mentioned a portal and the Titan Project.<br/><br/>Jinx thought back to the brief time she was part of them, keenly enjoying the freedom to destroy various things on other worlds.  That fun was ruined when they tried conscripting her into a military outlet and she refused, resulting in an immediate vacation behind bars.  She lost count on the number of days she spent there until this group of people raided the place.  At first, nobody recognized her until she refused to go through the portal until she got her weapons.  Ever since, she's been here in New York as an alternative model and forbidden to see her weapons - until now.<br/><br/><em>"It was fun while it lasted!"</em>she exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.<em>"Being with the TITAN Project, I mean.  I got to blow up so many things~."</em>She put the briefcase down and opened it up to extract what appeared to be a rocket launcher with a jagged barrel in the shape of a shark's open mouth.<em>"With Fishbones!  We blew up things this way!"</em>She swiveled to the left, hoisting the gun onto her shoulder.<em>"We blew things up that way!"</em>She swiveled to the right.<em>"And blew up people like you!"</em>She swiveled forward, still aiming the launcher and with a very excited expression.  Then her eyes narrowed and the grin took a darker, more sinister turn.<em>"And I owe them for locking me up when I told them no.  No means no. That's what the internet says."</em><br/><br/>Her eyes returned to focus on the briefing, not taking another second to linger on her outburst or care about the others reactions.  It was her turn to ignore them!  Kaladesh seemed similar to Piltover, so it wasn't anything particularly new to her. The literal firehead was a bit of a cutie, and Two-Name implied they'd get along great.  That got her excited again, because people that like to burn things is just like people that like to blow things up.  It was a perfect match.<br/><br/><em>"I have a question!"</em>She raised her hand, slightly hopping in place.<em>"Does her carpet match the drapes? 'Cause that would be <strong>awesome</strong>! Oh, and I understand you Two-Name.  We find the walking furnace, blow up the Consulate, and come back for smoothies.  I <strong>really</strong> like smoothies... I wish we had those back in Zaun.  <strong>And milkshakes</strong>!"</em>