I look up when I hear Jean groan in another direction. I see some girl I've never met. "Uh... hi. Do you work here? I think my friend here has a problem with getting dirty... and wet, it seems."
"Wait, you made out with CARMEN? I thought you hate him... No wonder you're so confused. Well, I'm here if you need help with these conflicting feelings. You need to ask yourself: 'Is it real?'..." I go off on a tangent about internalizing romantic feelings.
I zone out. "Nononononono, you've got this wrong... It's not that I HATE Carmen, even though sometimes I want to stab him in the face and murder him violently, it's not romantic problems I am having... It's er...Physical... er problems..." I blush. "Y-y-you know..."
"Well, I'm sure he'll understand if you come as a mature, polite acquaintance looking for help. No offense, but you CAN sometimes come off as sort of... belligerent."
- - - Post Merge - - -
"Oh, sorry. I'm Helix. And you're... Samantha, right?"