She allowed herself a laugh. "You didn't think very far with the green fairy thing...You must not experiment much with drinks either...I'll explain that one to you because Green fairy isn't what I was going for in that riddle," she said, giving him a 'tsk' at the end of it. "Green Fairy is what they call Absinthe in some of the bars that sell it. And Absinthe is what they call me, or Abi. I answer to both as well as my name." She shrugged as if it were common knowladge. She supposed that could be because she really started hunting when the drink was popular in the 1800's in the run down bars of France, Belgium and a few in England.<br/><br/>"Now, as for our game, 20 questions to ask of a hunter! I've never had this opportunity before." She was a bubble of excitement, she could garner secrets of their order if he chose to play along, of course, he could lie just as quickly as he could answer her truthfully. Or she could just use it to get more personally acquainted with him. She already knew an intimate connection between them would lessen her chances of dying by his hands, or it could quicken it if she asked the wrong thing and he became offended. She's start simple and work her way up to the more personal, deep questions.<br/><br/>"First question, because you mentioned I don't know your name either, tell me it; your name my dear hunter," she said. She smiled, as he made himself comfortable across from her. "The next, hmmm. Out of curiosity, how old are you?" She guessed in his late teens or mid twenties, could be older. The serious set of his eyes suggested he'd seen things beyond his years and she already knew that to be true.