<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTDx5aF-CrEImja-ATW2GktOFHjgwZjkP_QIoXF3IfpjD9xXnXz)</div><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Name:</strong> Adriano Guillermo<br/><strong>Title:</strong> Black Market Liaison / The Informant / Driver<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Crew's Loft Apartment - Kitchen<br/><strong>Tags:</strong> Alisa, Allison, Piper, Nick, Taras<br/><hr/><br/>"Very nice." Adriano said as he reached the grill and saw the meat almost fully cooked. He was hungry, at that meat looked good. Despite her constantly blabbering off and carrying what seemed to be multiple conversations at once, she was doing a pretty good job handling the grill, as always. And of course that always was a plus point in his book. But, he realized that he <em>still</em> didn't have a drink yet, so he excused himself from the grill to get a drink. Alisa was in conversation anyway. He heard her say something about a suit and was baffled. That girl never wore 'dress-up' clothes like that.<br/><br/>In any case, he went over to where Piper had carried off the drinks to talk to Nick. Nick was a nice guy, just different from Adriano. He saw them both carry on in conversation, though, and turned to see Allison. Since Piper seemed to be engaged, he grabbed two glasses and mixed what he thought he'd seen Piper do. Handing one to Allison, he said "This stuff's not bad, eh?" he said, as he took another sip of his drink. He hadn't interacted with Allison much either, come to think of it, but she was part of the crew. She was a damn good mechanic and driver, as well, and he was impressed by her. Attractive, as well. There was still something off about her, though, but he had no clue what it was.<br/><br/>As Alisa spoke, he looked up towards Taras, "Yeah, where are those two goofballs? You think they'd have found their way back here by now, even after going off to Texas..." he said, draining some more of his drink as his words trailed off.</div>