<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080bf"><b><i><div style="text-align: center">Bre looked at his hand, he seemed to be quite the gentleman if he didn't tackle her with a tight gripped hug. She took her hand and placed it within his, shaking slowly. "Breanne...But you could just call me Bre. Everyone else does." She stood there, just shaking his hand which seemed like it was forever, just wondering what he was thinking about that his smile nearly tore his lips in two separate halves.​</div></i></b></span>