"She's got this smile," Juice started as he remembered her dimpled grin and how she laughed into the back of her hand to avoid showing him her smile. "And she's got this laugh that's infectious and you can't help but just laugh with her." "Sounds like someone is in love." Tig teased, his hand reaching out and shoving Ortiz roughly to the side. "You might want to nail her before someone else does." "I'm trying," Juice replied, cringing as his main phone chirped. "I'm trying."