<div class="floatleft">(http://i1240.photobucket.com/albums/gg481/indytims/connor_zpscd597627.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Theodore 'Theo' Munn</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Werebear<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dark-colored t-shirt (same as picture, but clean and not sweaty. ;) ), clean blue-jeans, black hiking boots.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st, around noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Town Square - Bakery<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>open, Christa & Terran (by name)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Christa's laugh was like music to his ears, which only made him smile more as he listened to her speak. She seemed relaxed for the most part, at least until the door to the bakery opened and someone else walked in. When her eyes darted in the direction of the newcomer more than once, Theo, too, turned his gaze to the man who had entered. A slight intake of breath, a faint flaring of his nostrils, and Theo was fairly certain that this guy, too, smelled a bit... different. Like Christa herself.<br/><br/>He turned his head back to Christa, though. Whether this guy was her dad, her brother, or even her lover or someone else entirely, there was no law against talking to another person in a bakery, so Theo went about his business without worry.<br/><br/>Christa, though, changed quite noticeably. Tense would be an understatement. Her smile looked strained, almost fake, and even her voice -seemed- different. Maybe Theo was just imagining things, maybe Theo had just drank a bit too much coffee that morning. But the tone seemed to change, a bit colder than it was before.<br/><br/>He rolled with it, though, and was quite surprised when she suggested she give him her number. He nodded in agreement - it would be an easy thing to call her and let her know when the package arrived from Brazil that he had hinted at earlier.<br/><br/>Then the man who had entered arrived at their table and took a seat, uninvited. Again, Theo saw the little changes in Christa's demeanor, an almost uncomfortable look and feel to the situation as she introduced him. Terran. Theo didn't know if this was her jealous boyfriend, or maybe an ex that she couldn't get rid of. But, it was none of his business, unless one of them -made- it his business. When Terran mentioned he and Christa going on a date, that could have meant a few different things as well - perhaps he was someone trying to get Christa to date him, and suddenly Theo felt a bit awkward, is if he were intruding on something, especially when she kissed the newcomer before walking past him on her way to the counter.<br/><br/>Regardless, he offered his hand out towards Terran anyway, not the least bit intimidated. "Terran, nice to meet you. Theo Munn," he said, polite and straight-forward. Whether Terran took his hand or not, Theo eventually withdrew it and watched Christa get up suddenly and head to the counter for more coffee. The sense of tension from the other two was palpable, and he could tell right away that his presence wasn't really wanted from the guy sitting across from him, and he wasn't sure Christa was interested in speaking with him further, either. Theo had no wish to get involved in some lover's quarrel, so he prepared his exit.<br/><br/>Shrugging slightly, Theo lifted his left arm up, glancing at his watch and winced. "Damn. Work time goes by so slow, play time goes by so fast. A pleasure, Terran," Theo said as he rose to his feet, collecting up the bag that the clerk had given him a bit ago. He glanced back to the counter, seeing Christa waiting for her coffee. "Nice seeing you, Christa. I'll call as soon as that order arrives," he said, then nodded once more towards Terran and then headed for the door at a leisurely pace.