Cassie Gutierrez<br/>Location: GPC apartment 901.<br/>Tag: .Arthur Connington<br/>Time: Mid to late evening.<br/><br/>Cassie was quite enchanted.  The words he wove so deftly , he wasn't telling her what to do neither was he ignoring her or calling her concerns foolish. She felt very cared for, actually.  In a way she might have found overly sentimental a year ago., or as she might have put it then "lame".  She had changed quite a bit since then, since realizing how empty her life really was. That realization had come as an epiphany , but not one out of the blue.  No, the source of that revelation.. well it was really too terrible for her to want to think about especially now<br/><br/>So she clung to him, draping her slender arms around his neck, pressing her lithe frame to him, swaying to the beat , and laying her head against his chest, eyes closed for a bit.  She opened her eyes as he finished and looked up into his eyes "I would be sure to leave you a trail of breadcrumbs to find me.  Or maybe kidnap you when I left.  I have't decided yet"  now she giggled a bit, no smirking this time, no, this time pure enjoyment.<br/><br/>She swayed with him a bit more and then took her hand and stroked his neck tenderly , and then rubbed his temple "I am having such a nice time Arthur.  Turns out you have nothing to really be too nervous about.  If anything i am the one who is a little nervous" she bit her lip now and it wasn't really an act.  If he wanted to would she let him?  She was conflicted, not about enjoying herself, but in her hiding her true identity. She smirked now.  She wondered if an author would have come up with a plot twist that off-the-wall?<br/><br/>But she was who she was, no matter whatever name she had, wasn't she? Besides, first things first, the here and now. She knew she didn't want to leave.