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"Oh, ouch…I have a competitor?" Jax asks, placing his hand over his heart. "Ami, tell me that you'll stay true to me," he says in an overly dramatic fashion. She rolls her eyes and gives him a good punch to his shoulder, causing him to yelp and nurse his shoulder instead. "God…since when did you get so cheesy?" she says, although her tone indicates that she's more amused than anything else before she looks at you.

"Why haven't I thought about dating you before?" She crinkles her forehead, as if trying to word what she's going to say properly. Finally she says, "You're a bit too seme for my taste. I prefer someone who's more uke, if you catch my meaning." You stare at her in confusion, and then at Jax, who simply shrugs; he doesn't seem to have a clue what she just said.

Ami sighs at this and says, "In a relationship, I prefer to be in the lead, not the follower. Jax fits that criteria, you don'tm and I don't think it's possible for you to drop down to that levelm nor is it possible for me to ever see you as a follower. You're a leader; always have and always will be. No offense, okay?" she says, apparently trying to let you down gently.

You nod slowly, not sure exactly what to think about this, whether it's a good thing or not. She nods back and waves her hand impatiently. "All right…next question?" she asks, appearing uncomfortable with what she just had to say.