When Mordecai requested the break, Jonesy had himself a light bulb moment<em>’Oh this is going to be good…’</em>he thought, before he patted Frank on the shoulder to excuse himself. Five minutes later he came back with two small metallic cups of water. He gave one to Frank and smiled “Try to give her at least half…the other half is up to you” He knew the bitch had screamed up a storm, and that was bound to make her parched. In the meanwhile, he went to his Suzy Q and offered the cup to his lips “Just a little…take the dust off your throat”<br/><br/>He was surprisingly gentle about it, but that was due to him knowing a few choice things. One, if she did drink, no matter how much she wanted to hate him, she’d remember the moment. One more nail in that pretty little coffin. Two, if she decided to play bitch and do something stupid, then it gave him all the more reasons to accelerate things along. Considering Mandy Lu enjoyed her experience so much, he might be able to convince Mordecai to commission the artist for another job. Either way was a win-win, but he admitted that he’d want her mind the most…then he could have her body anytime. Any.Fucking.Time.<br/>