Erin spun round after he'd taken the roll, moving along the shelving until she found the next material she needed - a dark leather. "What do you think it's for?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and smirking at the man. Carlos. It was a fitting name, he definitely looked like a Carlos. Her tone wasn't sarcastic, more teasing.<br/><br/>"If you had to guess, what would you think I am?" She continued, stopping her search momentarily to face him properly. She had almost forgotten that she was still dressed in just her Pajamas. Woops. Her lower left arm was decorated with a tattoo sleeve, mainly filled with a skull and some flowers surrounding it. Her eyeliner was winged out in a dark black line and she had red lipstick on, a darker shade than her hair.<br/><br/>"Clearly, you're an actor. Do you just do stage plays?" She asked, not wanting the conversation to be fully focused on her - that would be boring. She wanted to get to know him, as well.<br/><br/>Before he had a chance to answer, she was passing him the next roll of material. The black leather she'd been looking at moments ago. That was all she technically needed, but it wouldn't hurt to keep looking for a little while longer.