(sorry this took so long :] )<br/><br/>Dio listens thoughtfully, hearing the voice of a man and women. By the sound of it she ether isn't the type of women to fall for a guy, or it's just playful banter. Dio gave up trying to understand the fairer gender from a young age, they were like a strange species to him then and still are now. He folds his arms thoughtfully as he looks around the hall in thought. 'hmm.. this place is pretty swanky, I wonder if I should'a tried to get a better outfit..” he gazes down at himself thoughtfully for a few moments before shrugging it off with a soft. “nah.”<br/><br/>he quickly stops gazing at himself and stands in a calm and confident pose as he notices the door handle move. 'at last!' he thinks to himself, though his face shows nothing and he remains composed. In his mind he works out all the conversations in advance, like an actor reversing for the most important part of his life he mentally runs through his lines and applies the correct emotion to them. 'this'll be a piece of cake!' he thinks smugly to himself.<br/><br/>Sadly all of Dio's smugness evaporates like fine mist into thin air when the door's opened and he sees the women that stands before him. But don't misunderstand, Dio has no attraction to females even though he'd never make that clear or known.. unless he was drunk.. of course if he WAS drunk he would have stripped himself naked and jumped off a building, screaming that he could fly. But  Dio is perfectly sober, and women like that remind him of his mother.<br/><br/>Her condescending tone and manner of dress reminds him a little of her, come to think of it. He tilts his head with a slight scowl. “I ain't little, ya just really tall!” Dio is very, very sensitive about his hight. That's why he always fights with bigger and stronger guys-also something he does when drunk- in an attempt to compensate for what he considers to be a huge flaw in himself. He clears his throat and grins his most charming crooked grin, gracefully sweeping his top hat of with a flourish of showmanship. “I'm real glad ya asked me that, 'cause I'd be more then happy to tell ya!” he smirks, the Southern twang in his accent comes out the more he talks.<br/><br/>“the name is Dioloniyus Gabriel Ashwood, but ya can call me Dio or Ashwood.” he continues, maintaining eye contact with her as he carefully watches her expression. Like all good conmen and gravediggers, Dio's made it his hobby to watch people's reactions and say that he thinks will most likely suit the reaction in question. 'geez..' he thinks. 'this gal's unreadable.' he continues after a moment of dramatic pausing. “I read your Coffinhunter ad, and thought I'd tell ya that your search for a partner might just be accomplished.”<br/><br/>He smiles confidently and gestures to himself with his thumb. “I'mma here to apply for the job.. so, dollface if ya'd kindly lemme see ya boss I'd like to get this thing rollin'!”<br/><br/>many would say Dio was to arrogant, to confident on that day.. but that's simply an aspect of his personality. Arrogance, sullen, volatile and ambitious all make a dangerous combination.. but Dio hasn't even got started yet, he's determined to get this job.. no matter what..