She blushed at the ridiculousness of it all. Kissing a monkey was hardly something to be proud of, even if said monkey was rather handsome when one was as drunk as she had been. "No, not at all," she laughed. "He was very docile. Someone's pet, I think." Perhaps the pub owner's? Jo didn't put too much stock in it now.

Jo had never put much stock into staying in one place too long. Sometimes, she thought about taking up residence with one of the Native American tribes, but she never could quite make that leap. Rather than answer, she shrugged and took a sip of her wine. "I don't think I could ever decide on any one place," she then explained.

The next card she had to play was unavoidable unless she were to draw more. And, having picked up more than enough already, Jo didn't wish for anymore cards in her hand. "If your parents disapproved of your chosen partner, what would you do?" It read. The Smith's likely wouldn't care who Jo ended up with, so long as she ended up with someone. "The same thing I always do: keep going about my business," she answered.