<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cf/Burnout-Adriano.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Adriano Guillermo</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8645147#msg8645147)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: 1990 Mercedes-Benz 300SL (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ec/Adriano-300SL.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: Tight-fitting red T-shirt and brown shorts, barefoot<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Patio<br/><strong>Tag</strong>:  Juliana, Demi, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Adriano almost thought that Juliana hadn't heard his little taunt at all. But she also seemed to be ignoring him. When she took a sip of her drink, though, Adriano saw that little curl of her lips that betrayed the effect his taunt had. He grinned and took a long sip of his own drink, taking her lack of response as a victory, even if only a small one. His mouth was still full of drink when Blake walked by, so he gave her a little wave as she walked by to take a nap. She was the most reclusive of the girls, which wasn't hard given the display that had just happened in the pool, but Adriano probably knew her the least well out of the whole house. All he thought about her being quiet went away though, when he saw how intense she was when it came race-time. But he supposed so were the rest of them, with their own quirks and pre-race rituals.<br/><br/>Demi finally came to join them for food, as if she had just spent another day at the park, which it probably was like for her. He made sure to hold on his drink as she gave him a friendly bump, but made sure to return the favor by landing a small but sharp slap on her ass as she walked past him. "Done causing trouble yet, Demi?" he said, though he knew the answer to that was always negative.<br/><br/>He chuckled at Star's reaction to Clint, though he would've expected no less out of her. As she made her wager with Clint, though, Adriano frowned. "Hey, if everyone's going to bet on this race, then I want in!" Demi and Jason already had their little wager, and Adriano was feeling a little left out, especially since bets were so much fun. He saw Juliana sitting back down after doing her good deed, which he of course didn't acknowledge, and thought that no good deed should go unpunished. "Hey Jules, how about a wager? You can back all your talk up with a little betting. I want a hammock if I win." he said, making it clear that his terms were set, and that she could name her own terms as she wanted, which he was eagerly awaiting to hear.