<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/taffy_zps57e7cea2.jpg)</div>Name: Tessa Holland<br/>Time: Day 1 Morning<br/>Location: Ecchi Island Reception Center<br/>Tagging: TabbyTris, Alex, Aoi, Open<br/>Notes: Passport Control<br/><hr/><br/>Tessa smiled as she pulled out a small ink stamp and put one next to Alex's first number request. "You all have stamps to keep track. We're on the honor system here, so be goooood..." She would have walked some more people through the stamping process but was stopped mid-stream by two very forward catgirls descending upon her. She was more than happy to oblige. "Bend over.." And once they had, she leaned around and placed a necklace first on Tabby, then on Tris, bending forward with each and chirping her necklace on theirs, unintentionally rubbing noses with each one. Or maybe intentionally. Probably intentionally. She certainly didn't complain as they moved around to kiss her neck and told her their dreams. "All right. You can be sure that Tessa will be of service," she noted with glee. "I'm all about connecting people. And in the meanwhile, I expect all sorts of temporary connection to come about..." The smile on her face betrayed the innuendo. Stamp back in hand, she popped through their whirlwind tour - two numbers, a clothing exchange, and a kiss (and ooh, the neck did count, she could still feel the goose pimples.) "OK, there's lots of people and enough tasks to keep going around. Let's see how many books you can get your stamps in, Sweeties.  I'm gonna go circulate myself..."<br/><br/>And circulate she did. The green haired boy seemed a good way to go. But of course that's because Tessa had the heads up from Galatea, so he was already in her sights when she walked into the room. "Hey," she practically purred (maybe it was something from those catgirls rubbing off on her), "it looks like you could use a bit of guidance from your friendly hostess. What about we exchange numbers and... I don't know - knock something else off the list. A hug? A cookie? Maybe even a secret?" She held the chain out invitingly, dangling it as she gave that smile and a little brush back on her snow white locks.