<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Irene grinned at Luke as he called out for someone. She knew she came off a little too head strong just now. She just really needed to drop the case that was stretching her arm longer than the other. “Forgive me…um Luke was it? I didn’t mean to be a tad brazen. I really needed to drop this suitcase with my clothing. These two have shoulder straps, and I wished this one wheels.” She held out her free hand which of course welcomed the relief from the heavy bag. “Let me try this again. I’m Irene and I’m pleased to meet you.” </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"> </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Her Irish accent, though mild in speech shined through her words proudly. But she was not going to let that deter her. He was cute and had unusual colored eyes as she stared right into them. His dark brown hair only made them stand out more. He was cute that was obvious. </span>