Not sure I'm an Elsper fan, I'll be honest. Hopefully Jasper will turn out to be a little more human later on. Until then, I'll just fantasize about Eleanor kicking her playboy bodyguard to the curb. Takes place during 1x04.

Last Vice

He was perfectly forgettable, she told herself again that morning, as she slumped in the back of the car, waiting for the E to start make her day bearable. Jasper was absolutely unbearable. She was beginning to regret bringing him along today in the first place. He was driving her mad and she couldn't tell if she wanted him right then in the car or if she would rather just strangle him with his tie and be done with it. Her mouth was chafed from last night. She had complained about his stubble, but it hadn't stopped either one of them. She acted like a child around him, and it sickened her.

The car pulled up to their first stop at the first charity. The old man with a blue balloon made her anxious.

"No, we should cancel," Eleanor decided, leaning back into her seat. She should never have agreed to this in the first place.

Jasper began mumbling about water colors in a tone she was sure he intended to sound reassuring, but something else had captured her attention.

"Oh my god," she said, leaning over and grabbing his face.

Jasper winced.

She felt a euphoric sensation starting to attack her senses, but she couldn't tell if it was the ecstasy or the fact that Jasper had shaved this morning.

"Jasper, you are so smooth," she said, squeezing his cheeks.

Jasper seemed less than pleased about this revelation, or perhaps he didn't enjoy his face being manhandled by the princess.

"I mean, this is incredible," Eleanor was truly astounded and slightly impressed at the lengths Jasper had gone to make her happy. Suddenly, the thought of spending the day with him had become more bearable.

In hindsight, it was probably just the ecstasy.