<b>Alex Fleming</b><br/><br/>Alex looks around the room, marveling at all the latex in the room. As people move around the air is filled with the sounds of squeaking. He walks over to a group of people, a combination of men and women. "Hi. I'm Alex. Nice to meet you all. It's crazy that this place exists. And that we're here." They all murmur their agreement, introducing themselves in turn. "So does anyone know the rest of the schedule here? Do we just hang out?" He looks around, trying to see if anyone knows more than him. But it looks like everyone is as clueless as he is.<br/><br/>"Ok. I guess we wait. It's nice that these outfits are self-cleaning. No more showering after a run." He looks down at himself, examining his body. The black suit shows from underneath the latex shirt and pants he put on. He isn't going to complain about the way it shows off the form of everyone in this room. Judging from the crowd, most people here were athletic and into fitness like he is. Which is great because he didn't know if he could date someone he couldn't go on a run with. He and Courtney used to run all the time together.