"Well, hey, there's an easy fix for that: just make sure you kick ass in every match you get from now on, and you'll never have to worry about any serious repairs," the executive joked, hoping deep down that Mira would hit her big break before too long. She knew of too many great pilots in the past who had had a lot of potential to become top contenders, but simply couldn't afford the ridiculous amount of money to keep a mech in a good enough state to participate in the MBF. It was an unfortunate fact that this particular sport required more than just skill to be successful, simply by the nature of how it was played.<br/><br/>Noticing that Alister was looking in their direction as well, Jess finally made up her mind to go over and initiate the conversation herself, smiling at Mira. "Well, I guess you're not the only person here who needs to be congratulated on a match well-fought. Anything you want to talk to your brother about?"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Anastasia gave Jillian a quick look over as she came out in her new clothing, not even having to think to decide she liked what she saw. As polite, innocent, and lady-like as she seemed most of the time, she really was having trouble keeping her thoughts about her first female partner clean most of the time. Maybe Jareth's advice to look at some girl-on-girl material to see if she was into that had backfired when she decided to dip into the huge market of fake Jillian Ashfeld "exclusive photos" online. Not that any of them compared to the real thing, in her opinion.<br/><br/>"They must have been pretty good, otherwise you wouldn't have turned out so sweet," the violet-haired woman said with a chuckle, setting the photograph back down. "So, then, Miss Ashfeld, where are we going for our first real date?"