Sarah blinked a bit looking at Rhyssa. " Well when you put it that way it sounds bad, how about fried goodies in your veins? Sounds better doesn't it? " she commented before putting a finger to her lips holding her sandwich out to Rhyssa. " It sounds like someone wants a bite? Who wants to get bloated and pizza faced? You do! " she teased only to stop for a moment so she could scoot almost sitting in Rhyssa's lap. " Ooh..me so horny. " she bounced up and down lightly, teasing her. " I think we're going to be the best of friends. " she teased taking a drink of her Hawaiian punch drink. " You know, I slaved over this meal for two hours right? " she joked. " But, no seriously I am strange. I don't get bloated usually. And if I do, it's rare. " she nodded. " But, no seriously. Eating too healthy could be bad for you, you'll end up being one of those anorexic ' Real Housewives ' and it will be just sad. " she chewed for a bit and gulped. " Jerry! Jerry! " she glanced over to the table behind Melody. " People here are so judgemental. I wonder what would happen if I just stripped right here. " she commented acting like she was pulling down her skirt and getting up on the table. " Nope, no music. Can't do it here. " Sarah looked over to Melody for a moment, as she commented about Mercer. " No it's not like we talked. It is just he gives me the creeps like, a rapist priest. He's like, the pope or somthing. Old wrinkly but, still perverted in his vibe, like seriously. "