<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/34cd639b3a7de787ebd6d943c1ef64d5/tumblr_mimirgpQXH1s436oeo2_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Martina Ricci<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the street outside Parker Commons, eventually in the common area<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Damon, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Spreading the word about her new restaurant, Getting warm, Meeting Damon and maybe more people along the way<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=147289070<br/><hr/><br/>Martina was looking around the room as she could feel her body warming up a little bit.  It was still a little too cold to take off the parka just yet but the chills in her body were starting to go away.  it was only a little bit of time of standing in the warmer than outside room that she started to hear footsteps coming down the stairs.  Eventually, she heard the tapping of a finger on the bulletin board along with a somewhat airheaded voice.<strong>"Yes, I did... just a minute ago."</strong>She responded when she was asked if she just put up the flyer.  She let him speak for a bit while he was trying to figure out who she was.<em>Men... they can be such airheads at times.</em>She thought to herself as she then heard the snap of the fingers and then the pointing at her.<strong>"Yes.  I am.  Owner and Executive Chef herself."</strong>She mentioned in a sigh.<br/><br/><em>Man, this guy is rude.  I hope that I don't have to see him again.</em>She thought to herself as she tried as best as she could to excuse herself from the airheaded guy.<strong>"And you must be Captain Oblivious, are you not?  If you are, than I have some work to do if you don't mind."</strong>She didn't want to be this rude but sometimes in her line of work, she had to play fire with fire in order for her to get the job done.  it was one of the first lessons that she learned at Advanced Culinary school and a lesson that she would never forget.