After Kaylee tells both Ivy and Jane to fuck off she looks over at Trish, waiting to see if she had anything to add. Trish leaned against the frame of the door to her office, keeping her eyes focused on Jane. Trish and Ivy weren’t the absolute closest relatives in the world but Ivy was still family and until she did something to get under Trish’s skin, Trish was willing to give her a shot. It seemed that Jane had a problem with Ivy wanting to form an alliance with Trish and Deacon. Possibly because Jane had a problem with Ivy trying to better herself and let’s face it she wasn’t going to be doing that associating with someone like Jane. As Keeping her eyes locked on Jane, Trish lets out a heavy sigh as she begins to speak.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
What’s a matter Jane, weren’t you able to memorize the flavored windows on the short bus? I feel so bad for you that I could almost cry. It’s just heartbreaking (She pretends to cry, before maintaining her composure moments later). Now as you can see this conversation didn’t concern you in any way and didn’t need you to stick your nose in. So unless, you care to stick your pug nose into anything else that doesn’t concern you, kindly haul that jumbo ass of yours down the hall where it belongs. (Trish turns Ivy) Ivy, there’s one little problem with us forming an alliance. Right now Deacon can’t compete cause of a neck injury that might have ended his career. He’s trying to make a comeback, but there’s no guarantee.  If you need someone to have your back when two bit tramps feel the need to lay their hands on you, you know where I am. Especially where Jane is concerned. Seriously what were you thinking, aligning with that?

Trish scrunches up her nose in disgust as she waits for Ivy’s reply.

(c.) cruel intentions at daf.