Ross had felt her eyes on him, burning through him with precision.  It only unnerved him further, and he could practically smell trouble in the air.  Davis on the other hand, was beyond help.  "Its a pleasure to meet you.  What is such a beautiful lady as yourself doing in a place like this, if you dont mind my asking," Davis said to her with a smile, absolutely captivated by her in everyway.  He could feel the room starting to disappear around him.  All he cared about was her, and only her.  Its all his mind would allow him to focus on.  Even his friend Ross slipped into oblivion.<br/><br/>Ross finished up the pint of ale and he finally had an excuse to leave the awkward engagment.  "If youl excuse me, im going to grab another pint." He said before standing up, once again purposly avoiding from looking at the woman at all.  He could tell she was noticing his avoidance, but frankly he didnt care.  He walked away from the table and up to the barman.  "Il have another pint," he said to the man.  The man nodded and walked over to a keg, starting to fill up the mug.