Jane has a phenomenal – if at times slightly wicked – sense of humor. She genuinely loves to laugh and even more than that, she thrives on bringing laughter to others. Her favorite smiles belonged, of course, to her dear brother – and his were ever so increasingly difficult to unearth that Jane felt compelled to develop a wit beyond herself in order to find them.

What tends to make or break her is often the overall delivery of anything she knows is meant to draw forth a smile from someone. It has taken her years to perfect the deadpan drops of her puns and double entendres, but there are times when her lips will pull before she has finished and laughter will bubble behind her words and give her away.

The worst are when she starts laughing before she even delivers what she was about to say – and is too beside herself to finish. It’s never quite as funny as she found it after the hysterics, much to her incredible chagrin.

Other times, she will find her statement has gone unnoticed and won’t be able to stop the grin from spreading, and upon the realization of what she did, Jane has the rather lamentable habit of giggling at her own cleverness.