Someone actually came over? And not only but had the balls to sit down with her. Danny stared at him. Was he crazy? Nobody wanted anything to do with her period and he just comes along and sits down, casually. The expression on her face was a little moronic, it was hard to process. She could understand why nobody wanted too. She was a Conway and they weren't very well liked. Course she got along well enough with everyone in the hospital, she still had a working relationship and it didn't go any further than that. She wasn't like her brothers, she was more controlled but nobody would know that exactly, since no one tried to get to know her. She was labeled, however her brothers acted it reflected off her.<br/><br/>Ahh...so that explains it. He didn't know who she was. “Uh..” If she told him, would it make it awkward? At least she was a little flattered since he came over, means she is pretty right?<br/><br/>Case 149A waltzed in with a girl Danny recognized, well she pretty much recognized a few people here tonight. There was a moment of concern,<i>what the hell was he doing here?</i>She couldn't recall if it stated in his file he was restricted to the well or not. She'd have to check on that later, her buzz pretty much washed away her care.<br/><br/>“I'm..Danny.” She mooshed her lips together. “I'd imagine we've met in passing.” Oh well, she figured. If being a Conway will make people not like her, then screw them. He was familiar too but so were a lot of the people here.<br/><br/>She smiled and it was a genuine smile, her eyes lit up, her cheeks were rosy red from the alcohol. Oh! And look he brought over another drink. Well that just made things even better. She sipped it. “Thanks...for the drink, Steven.”<br/><br/>“I guess it'd be safe to assume you work at Conway Tech?” Danny felt kind of silly saying it and she knew the answer already but she wanted to chit-chat. No one ever chit-chatted, it was always business, or sign this and that and blah blahh.<br/><br/>There was a longing for interaction, she had relaxed after sipping the drink he brought. It could be just the affects of her intoxication or something else. She liked people, sorta. She liked the social scene and she just really wanted a friend. How great would a girlfriend be? To talk about boys....well men and all sorts of other stupid girly things girls talk about.<br/><br/>She'd admit to herself, if he decided to leave after this little chat, it'd be somewhat disappointing.