"Very nice to meet you, Jo."<br/><br/>Joann couldn't recall the last guy who hadn't followed his introduction with a stale, informidable 'sup' and jerk of his head. She had to admit, Connor's first impression was a refreshing change while just formal enough to coax a playfully curious expression as Jo's hand took his larger one and she smirked. "Nice to meet you too, Connor," she replied, humor glinting within the vivid stare she shared with him before Elise's interjectioy, stole her attention. "Oh, I thought-" Jo stopped herself. She couldn't really protest, especially now, but going back to Elise's apartment hadn't exactly been what she agreed to. This had been a tactful oversight though on Elise's part and the woman had a point. It was true Joann wasn't very shy about breaking the occasional law here and there, but she knew Elise wouldn't stand for it, and decided to save her argument for one she might win at a later date.<br/><br/>"Problem?" Elise asked, her vice entirely too chipper to cover up the fact her plan had worked as her grin greeted Jo.<br/><br/>"No, Elise," Joann chuckled. "No problem." If push came to shove, she could call a cab to take her home, but even that she was nearly certain Elise would fight.<br/><br/>Following the woman's lead, Jo gave her new acquaintance a thankful if not slightly demure smile as she passed him at the door. An under cover gentleman he appeared to be. Polite and poised despite the rapper get up he adorned. It was quite alluring, and the second that truth registered, Jo felt her stomach pit again. This was absurd. It wasn't the first time some one had tried to set her up, but the difference was this time the poor fellow in question had no business being matched with her on a number of levels, but his carefree and charming appeal was making it difficult for Joann to keep her head. Elise was painfully good looking, and Connor made it hard not to stare and giggle like a school girl, but Jo maintained her composure the best she could besides the glances she stole from the rear view mirror as they crossed the city to Elise's apartment.<br/><br/>The ride was relatively short, and the conversation vastly two sided as Connor didn't say much during the trip. She had tried to give his long legs ample space but in the little sports car that was easier said than done, her good intentions providing more comfort than she actually did. Something akin to guilt poked her as she noticed the slightly uneven motion of his stride after climbing out of the back seat, but she said nothing in remark, her lips only twisting gently with sympathy as the entered the condo. Joann had never been here before, and walking into the crisp clean apartment she turned rather stiff afraid to touch or move anything as her eyes did all the searching for her. Elise had quickly disappeared, leaving Jo to wander into the kitchen along with Connor. His back wad turned as he offered her a drink, and with no one to see her looking she took the moment to study the man.<br/><br/>"Um...whatever you're having is fine," she replied to his offer, her head tilting gently as she watched him for a moment before he turned to face her again. Redirecting her attention, Jo began to undo the buttons of her coat before stopping as she realized she was still dressed in her dance clothes, and grumbled inwardly at the reminder. Instead she took to a stool that lined the kitchen's breakfast bar and started to hunt the bobby pins from her hair. She wanted to change, but thought it might be rude to leave Connor alone tending to their drinks when after all, in reality, he was why she was here. "So, I suppose this is the part where I'm supposed to ask what you do, what's your sign, and all that pleasantly awkward small talk that come from being set up like this," she said, glancing up at him from where she sat, a brow arching in statment that they both probably knew why they were here.<br/><br/>Extracting the last of the pins that was nestled in her mane, Joann shook her head to loosen the bun and combed her fingers through the length of her locks until the soft waves framed her face favorably. "Your sister doesn't exactly have the best poker face," she joked then, resting an elbow on the counter and cradling her slender chin in the palm of her hand. Unlike before at rehearsal, Jo was now making a point to keep much of her focus on Connor, not only because it was polite and he was admittedly pretty to look at, but also because it kept her from looking around and letting that out of place feeling seep in. It was obvious by the way they lived that she was on a different playing field than what she was used to, but maybe if she could remain attentive to the man across from her it wouldn't be so evident and Jo could ignore the condo that looked like a spread in a magazine.