[Kenzi? Good with crying? Rumlow, you're hilarious. She doesn't do hysterical, it's just not in her wheelhouse. Crying is something she's not equipped to handle.

But for Jefferson? She'd make an attempt. He seems okay, though. Just some emotional bullshit bubbling over. Unresolved stuff with the ex probably had him close to boiling point for weeks, this was just another drop in the metaphorical pot. She looks sympathetic enough, she's been there a few times and had to cover it up before anyone caught on-- or... so she thinks. Hard to remember.]

I know your shop wasn't all you, but I would definitely appreciate your particular brand of skills. We're gonna Delia Deets this shiz! Only... you know, slightly less terrifying. Good-terrifying. Chic as all fuck.

[Rumlow gets his own look and tiny head shake,] But somehow manly? Also?

[Dude owns a gym. She's gotta make some compromises.]

Basically, we're super psyched to have you. Promise we aren't total weirdos. At least, I'm not a total weirdo. This guy, on the other hand...