Go to the neighbor's house (Brian)

She decided that it was worth a shot, to repair her ego. She unbuttoned the top button of her shirt, and walked out, heading next door. She rang the doorbell and then, while she was waiting for someone to answer, she undid another button.

A man opened the door. He was tall and muscular, as well as handsome, and had a telltale ring on his left hand. She watched his eyes closely, as they moved from her chest, to her face, and back.

"Uh," he tried, "Hi."

She mimicked the feigned obliviousness to his gaze that so her husband seemed to fall for in other women. "Hiya! My name's Jessie, I just moved in next door. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

"What's your name?" she asked, after it became clear that he wasn't going to say it.

"Oh! I'm Brian, please, come in." He held the door open, and she walked past, feeling his gaze lock onto her butt, but only for a moment. She wished that her skirt wasn't so long, so he had a better view. He seemed to remember his manners, because then he asked, "Can I get you a drink?"

"Some water would be great." she said, and he poured her a glass. She felt like the ball was in her court, and it was time to decide what she wanted from him.