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As soon as Chel saw Nevada's give, she ran into the fight. "Whooo!!! The winner is you, lovely lady!" Without skipping a beat, she sidled up to the winner and slapped a kiss on her cheek. Nothing too intimate, just a quick kiss and run.

She did, however, stop to look at Jake and stick her tongue out. You missed your chance buddy.

Nevada, on the other hand, got something quite different. A hand was offered to help her up. "C'mere Brownie."

Sherry gave a small sound of surprise when Nevada called the end. Armagnac was gone in a flash, and Sherry was at the other girl's side in a heartbeat.

"Are you okay?" She had to make sure of that first. "Thanks." It was simple, and she left it at that. She...really wanted to win, too. It was too bad they had to fight each other this early.

"It was a good bout. Thank you." Her smile was nothing but genuine, and she was taking off her gloves when Chel was there, leaving a kiss on her cheek.

"Why thank you!" Sherry laughed a bit surprised, and she watched the two girls. She'd hug you, but mud. She was still pretty covered in it.

A quick glance was cast in Jake's direction. Hopefully he wasn't too mad...


HP: 9/50
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Considering dear Sherry now had an angry boyfriend to deal with, Chel left the twosome alone. There was no need to stoke a fire that was already (apparently) flaming hot. In more than a few ways, hopefully.

Instead her attentions were wrapped around Nevada. "You're right, no kisses." It was true too. She pulled the girl by the wrist into a warm hug, arms wrapping around Nevada's wet, muddy shoulders. "'Cause its not what ya need right now."

Rest assured, Chel's flirtatious behavior could've rivaled Dakota's, but sometimes even Chel knew what you needed wasn't sexual. "You did great out there, Miss USA. Best show I ever saw."

Another glance was spared for Nevada and Chel, who seemed to be alright. Good. She'd be hunting Nevada down later, to double check and chat. For now, she'd leave her with Chel. "Nevada's one tough opponent," she mused with a sigh before turning to Jake.

Her gloves were shoved in her pocket and she grasped Jake's hand. "Thanks." He looked a little grumpy, and wet from the rain, but mostly grumpy. So Sherry stepped in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She wasn't going to apologize for telling Nevada he was a sweetheart who gave good cuddles. It was the truth, as far a Sherry was concerned. Give her any grief about it, Jake, and she was likely to hug you. Rain, mud, and all.

Did he still look grumpy or was that the rain? "Thank you for coming to watch," she said with a smile. "I really appreciate it." Kiss number two was on the lips, super short, but it happened. "I'd hug you but I'm muddy."

Apparently being muddy bothered her more than she had thought.