<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Door --> Bar --> Sitting Area<br/><strong>When: </strong>Saturday August 2nd | Early Evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/alexandra_club_fit/set?id=134015405)<br/><hr/>Alexandra had settled in to the booth and had been enjoying her drink for no more than a few minutes before a man moved over and introduced himself. There was something vaguely familiar about his face as she looked up at him, her head tilting to the side as she tried to pinpoint what it was about him that seemed like she knew him. For a moment, she was more focused on his face than what he was saying, but then him quoting Shakespeare of all things got her attention, and her smile grew.<br/><br/>“Alexandra. O my father, I have broke your hest to say so!” she answered, her hand lifting to gesture him to have a seat. “Please join me. Anyone who can quote the bard is more than welcome to sit with me,” she said with a soft smile curling her full lips. One shapely leg crossed over the other as she watched him lower to sit with her.<br/><br/>“You’ll have to forgive me… you seem really familiar, but for the life of me I just can’t figure out why,” she said, still searching his face with her eyes, trying to determine exactly who he was and why he seemed so familiar.” For a moment she thought perhaps she knew him from college, but she quickly brushed that thought aside. He was older than her… old enough that she very seriously doubted they would have crossed paths. Plus, even with his obvious love of fine literature, it was hard to imagine someone who looked like him going to her little fine arts college for any reason.