"Yes. Yes he is." He murmurs, stepping out of a room, wearing form fitting blue jeans and an equally form fitting grey t-shirt. "You girls ready?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, I do believe we are." Saria says, chuckling and looking him up and down. "Can't decide what's sexier... You in battle armor, you in casual clothes, or you naked." She says, chuckling.
"Ehh... Let's go then. We've wasted enough time." He sighs, walking past them. As he walks past, Saria swings her hand out and slaps his butt, giving it a squeeze. "Lead the way, handsome." She purrs lustily.
Jess had never seen Zajak run out of a house as fast as he did then.