Getting worse

Karen tried to comfort Jon/Shelly, "Look at the bright side you still have the stone and you are quite the looker so if we can't get you back sure you could get a cute lesbian" Jon kinda cracked a smile, "Funny Karen. But hey check this out-" "You're not going to flash me are you??" Karen went to cut him off. "I have a generous pair too thanks to the rock. On mention of breast Jon's eyes drifted to Karens for a moment. **beat** "Uh...no this" Jon showing the purse to Karen. "Look, I have an ID and I'm a little older and look I'm loaded. I can buy anything I want. So not too bad, overall." Karen mused, "True, could be worse. You could be a poor waitress." Karen motioned to her self. Jon avioded eye contact, "um...uh...yeah..." A ringing phone interupted the akward moment. A second ring passed. "Jon, you have a cell phone now," Karen pointed out. "Oh" Jon answered the phone "Hello this is Shelly" Jon mentally cursed at how easly that came out of his mouth. Karen watched Jon/Shelly's face as he was on the phone. It was clearly not a good phone call. Jon hung up and looked down at the table for a moment then looked up at Karen. "Well, it's a little worse now.....that was my boyfriend."