((@Birch: Yup. Chinese-American.))<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Jake Xingba Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name</strong>: Jake Xingba<br/><strong>Age</strong>: 22<br/><strong>Sex/Gender</strong>: Male<br/><strong>Orientation</strong>: Heterosexual<br/><strong>Position</strong>: Customer<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: <br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Jake Xingba</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/8e52f82c079afa4bb882222eaeb3ddf0/tumblr_mt3bdx9KcM1saujx6o3_1280.jpg)</div></div><strong>Car</strong>: <br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">2013 Trans Am Blackbird</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.transamdepot.com/images/trans_am_00.png)</div></div><strong>Background</strong>: <br/>Jake didn’t exactly try hard in school, scraping by for the most part and relying on his time on the football field to get him through college in the form of a nice, hefty scholarship. For all intents and purposes, he was successful. With a full, free-ride, Jake is rather aimless. He is torn between trying to start his own gym and simply becoming a certified personal trainer. He leans toward the latter, since that gives him an opportunity to occasionally score with some hot chick. The night before the opening of Baywash, Jake won a great deal of money (well over $2,000) in a poker game between himself and his fellow frat boys. Instead of using the money for something practical, the fraternity dared him to spend a bunch of that money at the car wash, thinking he didn’t have it in him. Boy, were they wrong. They demanded proof, so he has a Dashcam set up in his car as well as a point-and-shoot camera in his glovebox. Proof and fond memories.<br/></div></div><br/>The death glare from the officer was not lost on Jake, but he didn't really care. He was all too-used to people glaring at him for getting mouthy. While he hadn't done this with a cop before, he felt less than unnerved. The response, however, was unfavorable. His plan to mislead the cop backfired and was going to end badly. He just knew it...but dammit, he came all this way to get laid by some scantily clad woman. He didn't want to let some pig in a uniform take this away. He folded his arms over his chest, narrowing his eyes. The stream of codes and the tone of arrogance rubbed Jake the wrong way. He felt his arms tense, longing to punch this guy, but he knew better. He couldn't just deck an officer of the law. Especially not in a town he was unfamiliar with.<br/><br/><strong>"Whatever, man. All I see is some control-freak cop. And no, I'm not gonna go back to my car. I'm a customer and I have every right to get my car washed,"</strong>he growled, but didn't move.<br/><br/>Hoping to obstruct the cop's path for a little while. With any luck, he hoped the guy running this joint was going to hide or something. With a stroke of luck (even if it was lost on Jake) another sexy woman ran into the office. He was unaware of Cornelius' fear of women, of course. The only thing Jake saw was another sexy body that looked really hot in her revealing outfit. In his distraction, the cop did get around him and he sighed heavily, dreading the possibility that these summer beauties were going to be driven out because of some jerk that was a little too cavalier about being a buzzkill.