Cover Girl leaned over engine of a Wolverine, covered in grease. Reaching down to tighten a bolt....
"God damn it!" she cursed as the crescent wrench slipped from her grasp and clatter to the floor. Muttering to herself, she leaned over to retrieve it.
A set of tires screeched behind her, startling her enough that she jumped up, slamming her head into the access hatch cover.
"Sonovabotch!" she squealed, falling hard onto the cold concrete of the motor pool. "Who the fuck..." She stood, rubbing her butt.
"You okay?" Jinx asked, climbing out of Shockwave's car.
"I'll be fine but my ass is permanently bruised...where'd you get the new ride?" Cover Girl asked, pausing when she saw the car. Her eyes looked over it like a child looking at a shiny new toy.
"Shockwave's letting me borrow it."
"Shockwave is letting you borrow a 1977 Mustang?" Cover Girl asked, running her hand along the fender. "He let you borrow an ebony, well maintain, suped up machine like this? Can you pop the hood? I want to get a look at the heart of this girl."
"Um, do you want to be alone?" Jinx asked, a slight smile crossing her face.
"Not at all. I had my fun with my man earlier. And there is nothing wrong with appreciating a fine machine like this. But is has nothing on my Wolverine." Cover Girl replied, brushing a lock of hair away from her eye. "So why did he let you borrow the car?"
"We were supposed to go to dinner and he got nabbed for a mission."
"Ooooohhh..."
"And he gave me $50 to have a good time."
"Why?" Cover Girl asked. "Is he paying you for...services?"
"Courtney!!!!" Jinx shouted, her face turning crimson.
"Admit it, you want to see what he's packing." A wicked smile crossed Cover Girl's face.
"No! I mean yes.... I mean...Damn it, Courtney!" Jinx stammered.
"Don't worry, I think I saw Jaye checking him out earlier."
"Jaye? Does Flint know?"
"If Flint knew Jaye was checking out Shockwave, do you think Shockwave would be breathing?"
"Nope." Jinx replied.
"So what's the plan? Cruise or party?" CG asked, unbuttoning her shirt as she walked to a locker. She tossed it in the locker and rummaged around in her locker.
"Geez, Courtney...You always do that? Aren't you worried about Clutch seeing you topless?"
"Not at all. He gets a good look and he'll be wrapped around my finger even more."
"Flirt."
"You know it." CG replied, pulling on a tight black tank top. "I know a place in town where all the hot guys hang out."
"Sounds like a plan."