<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: baseballscript;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: Pink">Odeila</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: pink">Odeila shook her head of the memories even at Blane's request she wasn't quite in the mood to talk about her father. She barely did that with her own blood but maybe she could muster the courage later. Odeila waited anxiously as Blane signed an autograph but soon his hand was in her's again she relaxed at the touch. As they reached the back patio the coast was clear well almost. Odeila had meant to look back for only a second but when she turned back around she collided into a suit wearing man dropping his drink all over himself. She had just barely missed the spilled liquid she stood unsure what to say her mouth open wide. The man looked at her in shock but then his gaze moved to Blane his brows rising "Blane thank god there you are! I've been looking every where for you" he said placing his hands on Blane's shoulders gently.</span></div>