Jim hid his worry behind a smile. Whenever Aisha said she wanted to have a little fun, someone usually ended up dead, hurt or traumatized by her entertainment. Even still, Jim would never ask the behemoth to stop her fun because to see her big cat like smile hundreds of feet up was enough to make him forget about all the destruction she causes. Jim knew that he should be upset that Aisha scared the people on the bus half to death, but looking at her happy smile as she liked clean his fellow terrans made getting angry hard. It wasn’t because she was cute or that Jim was attracted to her, it went deeper then that. He felt some kind of bond to the giant Ctarl-Ctarl that had grown stronger as they spent more time together. Jim couldn’t say what it was, but he felt that something powerful was forming between them that we surpassed simple attraction. He would just have to wait and see where it leads.

“So if you still have the energy, what does the toughest Ctarl-Ctarl in the galaxy want to do.” Jim was playing to Aisha’s ego, which may be bigger then even Aisha herself. He wanted to have her in a good mood, so it would be easier if he had to talk her out of anything that might be dangerous to the public, like her dancing idea. He might care deeply for the cat girl, but she was a pin when she got her mind set on something.

“Oh oh oh oh” Aisha moaned while she shivered all over in delight. “The toughest Ctarl-Ctarl in the galaxy is my new official nickname. You really know how to get a girls juices running with your complements, Jimmy.” She smiled down at a blushing Jim on the ground. Why was it that she always could embarrass him so easily? If it had been Gene making the sexual innuendo, Jim would just roll his eyes and call Gene a childish fool, but when Aisha did it, he turned into jelly.

“So do you want to spend all night sitting around while I comment on your strength and beauty?” Jim sarcastically grinned, Aisha covered her smile and chuckled softly, Jim wasn’t that only one that feel to pieces when they hanged out. Aisha could be stubborn and self-centered, but with Jim, a new part of her personality showed and she became a more fun and gentle person, a person that Aisha was really starting to like. If most people had made a sarcastic comment to her, Aisha would have shown them her beauty and strength close up, but with Jim, it was just a little ribbing.

“Sounds like fun, but I got to turn the idea down, even I get tired after hearing someone talk about my greatness after two hours,” Aisha said self-righteously like she was a saint. Jim just rolled his eyes, so did that mean that Aisha took pleasure in being complemented for only less than two hours?

“Nah, words are cool, but actions are cooler. All that terran licking has worked up an appetite, I think one or two juicy terrans could solve that problem.” Aisha liked her lips before scoping Jim up and heading out of the drive-in theater. Aisha crushed only one abandoned car as she gallivanted out onto the street.

“Are you sure more seafood wouldn’t be better?” Jim asked while sweating bullets. He wanted to flat out tell Aisha that eating someone, even though she had immunity, was not a good idea. The only thing stopping him was the bright cheerful look on her face. She had just had a rough day and was getting out of the funk she’d been in, telling her to stop could ruin her good mood.

“Nah, I got a taste of terrans and I want a full bite or two.” Aisha had made up her mind and not even Jim could convince her to stop. Sighing in defeat, Jim slumped down in the middle of Aisha’s palm. Nothing was going to stop Aisha from getting a meal and all Jim could hope for is that her choice is someone that deserved to die.

“Could you at least pick someone that has it coming, like a criminal or some other kinda’ jerk?” Jim was grasping at straws, but he knew that Aisha would at least honor that stipulation.

“Agreed, no one innocent will be sent to my stomach,” Aisha said with a wink directed to Jim. Then she paused for a second and thought of something. “But if everyone not innocent is on the menu, doesn’t that mean that Gene can be my hors d'oeuvre?” Jim couldn’t help it, he cracked up at Aisha’s comment. He’d never understand how Aisha could fill him full of dread one second and the next reduce him to a child with her antics. He decided to leave that thought for later and focus on getting Aisha a meal that was as crocked as they come. If someone was going to die, Jim wanted it to be a real bastard. Running through a list of wanted criminals in his developed mind, Jim came up with none whose locations were nearby. With out any known criminals around for Aisha to chow down on, they were forced to look around the city and hope that they could find someone in the middle of committing a crime. They spent hours passing local dives trying to see any drug deals or anyone with stolen merchandise. Nothing came up even in the roughest of neighborhoods, everyone stayed in-doors and tried to be on their extra best behavior. Aisha decree of punishing anyone that broke the law or pissed her off had reached the ears of everyone. From the murders and rapists, to the jaywalkers and minor offenders. Everyone knew the price they’d pay if they angered what was coming to be known as ‘that big, scary, bitchy Ctarl-Ctarl’. The name hadn’t reached Aisha’s ears or the messenger would have solved Aisha’s food problem.

“I’m hungry,” Aisha whined. Her shoulders were slumped and her eyes weary, all the walking around had killed the energy that had been over pouring inside her not long ago. Jim was also feeling weary, but he was more emotionally then physically. As they searched, Aisha would look at innocent passersby longer and longer, and she would have this drowsy smile on her face, with a bit of drool in the corner of her mouth. Once she had even come close to reaching for a couple coming out of dinner. Aisha smelt their perfume and cologne and thought she had found herself a pre marinated meal just waiting for her. Luckily, for the couple, Jim saw Aisha try to make contact with her snack and he quickly shouted out that he thought he spotted a mugger. Aisha snapped out of her trance and looked franticly around for any criminals. When none were spotted, she looked at Jim in confusion. He could only shrug his shoulders and say he made a mistake. That had been a half an hour ago and they were still searching for someone for Aisha to eat. If none were found soon, Jim had no idea what he could say or do to keep Aisha from ending some poor slobs life. He was in a tough spot and had no idea what he was going to do.