Tony's grin widened as the woman, Annie, told him her name. Annie, a name that must be remembered. The smell of alcohol wafted around him although it has since waned in strength. Instead of the sharp, sterile stench of hard liquor, it had turned into a duller aroma, something cleaner, instead of bringing to mind a man downing shots in a bar, one thought of the smell of brandy as one sat at the fireplace.<br/><br/>Annie turned away from him, looking towards Louie who still held his stance, ready to dart away at a moment's notice. His eyes darted themselves, down her body and up again, although this was simply for the sake of curiosity.<br/><br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">I am Antonio and it's a pleasure to be of your acquaintance Annie.</span>"<br/><br/>He took a step closer, the smell of alcohol spreading, caressing at Annie. He stood just out her door, his foot only an inch from the line that marked the division between her room and the hallway.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">He is named Louie and I hope he hasn't disturbed you too much. He's simply bored since I haven't played with him yet today, it's been hectic with your group's arrival.</span>"<br/><br/>Tony looked over her shoulder to see that Louie's tail had stopped wagging. The dog was curious as to why nobody was playing with him.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">May I come in? It seems Louie's found a comfortable spot and it'll take some coaxing to get him out of your hair.</span>"<br/><br/>He stood with his arms out to his sides, showing them to be empty. Despite his skinniness, some still found him to be threatening, the same way one finds a snake just as threatening as a lion. He stood outside the threshold waiting for an invitation, wanting to relieve Annie of the disturbance that Louie surely had been.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>