Alex shifted nervously as the woman quietly stared at him from the other side the table. Although Alex wasn't exactly the brightest person in the world, he did notice the wig and therefore assumed she was the one who sick. He was immediately saddened and wondered if she had cancer or something,  he voice was dark and haunting and he felt uncomfortable under he gaze.<br/><br/>He of course did his best to be friendly and Alex smiled up at the woman<br/><br/>"I am Alex, but you guys seem to already know all that, it was kind of creepy at first," he announced and glanced across the street a little perplexed, this was not how things usually started. "thank you for lunch! I love pancakes!" he announced still smiling happily as he reached for the small glass of orange juice and drank down with one thirsty gulp. "Especially the strawberry pancakes! They are really sweet, red and juicy! You should try some," he suggestedâ€¦ and then paused setting down his fork.<br/><br/>"I am sorry you are probably in a hurry," he apologized, feeling rather embarrassed, "I am sure its an emergency! After all you guys went a through a lot of trouble finding me, I just got back from france," he smiled, as he put a breath mint to into his mouth and got up. He stuffed a few more mints into his jeans pocket and put on his worn out brown leather coat back on ready to go outside.<br/><br/>"Irions-nous?" he asked speaking in french, "Shall we go in French," he translated for her. Alex was not bright, but he knew about ten different languages fluently and could almost learn another in a matter of days if he so inclined as he was an extremely good linguist... how he survived so long blundering about like he did was a bit of a mystery, but Alex had that lovable glow of life, that most people were attracted to and took a liking too.<br/>----===<br/>=====<br/><br/>OOC<br/><br/>No worries! Glad you did :D<br/><br/>And I love the Imagination with the mortal wound! Give it more depth :D But Yesh! I was thinking she would enslave him too lolz!