<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br/><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br/><strong>Aimed at:</strong>Victor<br/><br/>Leda felt his hand on her shoulder, she also hear his statement, followed by his question. He seemed to talk as if he were a poet, she couldn't figure if he was for real, or just playing, either way though this guy was clearly a musician of some sort.<br/><br/><strong>"They call me Leda... <em>among other things</em>..."</strong>Leda winked.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm a metal chick, I love my video games, drumming, drinking <em>of course</em>, but for everything else... you'll have to find that out on your own."</strong>Leda gave a cheeky smile before reaching up to put her own hand on the mans opposite shoulder to return his own questions.<br/><br/><strong>"So, what is thy own name, humble Sir? And by what means do you bide you time in the mortal form?"</strong>Leda questioned, trying to sound as poetic as the stranger, not sure if she had succeeded, or sounded drunk already.