"Thanks!" she said, sticking her feet out from under the table a moment. They weren't as flashy as the heels the other girls were wearing but they were still nice, comfortable too.<br/><br/>At the request for her license she quickly reached into her sweatshirt pocket and pulled out her phone, the back of the case having a small clip holding her driver's license and her Carson U ID "Right, right, of course. I am 18, I'm a Freshman I just started this semester." She put both cards on the table and slid them over to Ana to check.  "What uh...what year are y'all?" she asked, trying to not just be a dead end conversation.