Jenna watches the young man with a keen eye, she had seen players all season, knew what to watch for and what not to watch for. Knew when bad habits, such as a extra step taken during the sack, or the 'tells' that show when the quarterback was going to run it rather then pass, could be broken or when they wouldn't be. She was quite impressed by this Frank's performance, and she allowed it to show on her face.<br/><br/>As he walks towards her, she tilts her head to the side, one brow raising when he addresses her as Miss. "Mrs. actually, Jenna Morgan." The dismissiveness of his reply irks her lightly, but she is used to that response. "I am from Oklahoma University..."