One hundred and Thirty

 And what else could she say but . . . "Of course."

 "I have to wonder if the girl's a lesbian." Janice's words had everyone gaping at her. "If she doesn't respond to a male as gorgeous as Marcus, she's not going to respond to any male."

"I hope you're wrong, Janice," said Marcus, "because it would be a bummer for the male population." When Kass shot him another scowl, he held up his hands in a placatory gesture. The entire time Kass ate, she kept that scowl focused on him, and it took everything he had not to laugh. Ten minutes later, they were ready to leave, and she was still scowling.

"Are you sure you won't come shopping with us later, Kass , and get yourself a makeover?" asked Janice.

Pissed, Marcus stated, "Kass 's fine as she is. Come on, gorgeous, let's go."

 Taken aback that Marcus had defended her—again—Kass proceeded to leave the room, not pausing when she heard Eli yelling her name, coughing and balking.