Jennie tipped the bags over and watched everything she'd purchased tumble out onto the bed; then, she began to sort through the pile. Snatching the black sweater and black wool hat, she hurried to the closet and grabbed her black dress pants. She pulled them on quickly, donning the sweater, too, but stuffing the hat into a pocket. Then she hurried back to the bed to start tossing the things into her new black backpack. Once she was done, she checked her watch.
Jennie had spent the better part of the afternoon sitting in a chair next to Lisa in the YG hospitality suite, eating all the food Lisa kept shoving at her and dutifully drinking the orange juice she'd made Taehyung go out and find. It had been interminable. Jennie had started to feel better rather quickly after drinking the orange juice and eating, at least physically better, but Lisa had hovered anxiously over her. The woman had acted like a mother bird.
Lisa had also reeked of guilt, for which Jennie could have kicked her. she had nothing to feel guilty for she had practically forced her to take her blood. And, yes, it had briefly weakened her, but it hadn't harmed her in the end. Still, she did not have aspirations to be on a dinner menu. Even if being there had been mostly pleasurable, she would avoid offering herself up as another meal. So she'd fretted with the problem of how to feed her all afternoon.
Jennie had been to several conferences and had never seen the YG hospitality suite so busy. The fans had arrived en masse, filling the room to bursting, the overflow spilling out into the hall. Jimin had been clearly pleased. Jisoo, Tom and Deeana had had their hands full answering questions, and giving out little key chains with miniature book covers on them to the readers. Taehyung had been forced to leave Lisa and Jennie several times to confer with some of his own writers, but that had been all right, they'd done fine. With Lisa, the fans had been blessedly gentle. Perhaps that was because of Sana's announcement that she wasn't feeling well, or perhaps it was because, while she no longer looked like a walking corpse, Lisa was still pale and apparently fragile. Whatever the case, the fans Jennie had feared might overwhelm her had all been gracious and sweet. They had also done most of the talking, telling Lisa how much they enjoyed her work and not seeming to notice that she said little in response.
It was at the hospitality suite that Jennie had come up with her plan. It was risky and dangerous and utter madness, but it was the only thing she could think of. Knowing that Lisa would balk at it, she'd kept the plan to herself, asked Taehyung to accompany her to the cover model reunion dinner, and had slipped out to collect what they would need. Now she checked to be sure that she had everything and peered at her wristwatch again.
She had instructed Taehyung to bring Lisa back to the room directly after the dinner and skip the rest of the evening. That should be soon. Her gaze went to the hotel window. The sun had set while she'd been about her task; it was dark night outside. That was good. They would need darkness.
Laughter coming from the other room told Jennie the two had returned. Curious as to their levity, she slipped into the living area. Her eyebrows rose as she took in Lisa's chagrined expression and Taehyung's amusement.
"Had a good time?" she asked lightly. Her curiosity grew as Taehyung laughed again.
"You wouldn't believe it, Jennie," her friend exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like it. I mean, you know how the women can be, gathering around the few men in attendance like bees around a flower, but this was madness. I swear, one woman actually plopped herself in Lisa's lap and propositioned her for everyone to hear. I thought she was going to bolt." she laughed again. "Lis looked terrified."
Lisa grimaced as Taehyung went on to describing several other advances she'd had to parry. It had been madness down there. Lisa detested modern women with their aggressive behavior except for Jennie, of course, who was only aggressive in the nicest possible way. But the women she and Taehyung had just escaped dear God! Lisa hadn't been so worried since that time when she was a boy and the villagers had attacked the castle, torches and pitchforks in hand.
