She sneers like the cat who got the cream, all triumph and victory for the one who finally had her way. Poisoning as she passes, the girl voted "most likely to have the phrase 'better off without' used about her" proves her worth. It takes all her guile and cunning to get a guy drunk; the height of her fiendish planning more of an opportunistic jump - like junk mail in the grand scheme of things. Her toothy grin is all at once pigtails and mischief and schoolgirl innocence and malice and spite and malevolence and then you know there's a reason nobody likes her. And it's not her funny shaped boobs.