Ellie was convinced you were straight. For some reason, she had it in her head that you were off limits—and not because you were close friends, but because she assumed your limits did not include women.

So, imagine her surprise when, at a party in the Jackson settlement, you were standing there, drunkenly flirting with another woman.

“Hey, let’s go,” she says after abruptly approaching you, hooking an arm around your waist and narrowing her eyes at the woman flirting with you.