<div style="background-color:#6c9cb8; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #000000"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><span style="font-style: italic">Oh, boy.</span> Alannah's expression tightened as her suspicions and worries were confirmed. Already, everything about Nereus irritated her, right from his mocking demeanor to his coal black hair so like Dimitri's. She extended her own hand tentatively, quickly shaking his before retracting it as fast as she could without seeming too impolite. She had the feeling that this man - god, rather - was not someone to be trusted, if Dimitri's  eagerness to get away was any indication.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Now we've met,"</span> she stated flatly, looking him directly in the eye. <span style="font-weight: bold">"And now, it just so happens that this coffee shop is closin' for the dee. Ya should get going."</span> Even if the thought of being alone with Dimitri made her vaguely uncomfortable, having Nereus around was a hundred times worse. And she still had Dan to help her avoid awkward escapes from her ex. She'd be fine.</span></div></span></div>