<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/faith_zpsvtmmwkjq.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Faith Mercer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Diner<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Hoodie, jeans, trainers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Andrea, Open<br/><hr/>As she watched Andrea's butt leave - the rest of her presumably accompanied it, but her eyes were distracted - Faith straightened herself back up in her seat.<br/>"Okay, cool it, girl," she told herself quietly. "Just because she's the hottest thing ever, don't get carried away ..."<br/>It wasn't long before her food had arrived, but she'd gathered her thoughts enough to be a bit more discreet, although she still couldn't quite hide her interest in the older woman.<br/>"Thanks!" She smiled happily, like a puppy seeing someone it recognized. "And don't worry, I'm not going to be asking a load of stuff or anything weird, just ... what's this place like, you know? What are the people like, has it changed much since you've been here ... you don't really seem to hear much about Plushville from the outside."