<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Alisa </span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">"The Style"</span> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Lopez</span></span>:<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"> <em>THE LOFT</em><span class="bbc_u"> Greeting Everyone</span></span><div class="floatleft">(http://i1175.photobucket.com/albums/r628/Love_Smile_Kiss/New-Kat-Graham-photoshoot-katerina-graham-25157133-734-780.jpg)(http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff428/xdobreva/xsunshinex_/68.jpg)(http://i1108.photobucket.com/albums/h411/xwesley/kat3.jpg)</div><br/><em>It's sunny in San Diego.</em><div align="center"><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>It wasn't long before she pulled up next to the garage. By the looks of it only a few people had shown up. Which was just great for her because she could throw these bags down and get right to the cooking. She didn't the doubt the Ukranian's skills on the grill, but honestly a man should know his way around the kitchen in any case. Hoping out the car she grabbed her bag of groceries and locked the door before heading inside through the garage. Claire was most definitely here, she could recognize that girls voice a mile away and of course her car was parked outside. It was just so refreshing to see old faces and the vibe of excitement just creeped up her spine. Rounding off towards the kitchen after conquering those stair the chatter grew only louder. Having these little events kind of reminded her of that Christmas with a her grandma, everyone was together having a good time. For the longest  it had just been her and her mother, she barely remembered living in Colombia with her father and brother. To think of them was like a distant memory, but she never forgot. Alisa was like seven years old when they left for the states and until this day she can't really remember why either. Her mother always told her it was better this way and maybe she was right, but this most definitely felt right. Being here with the crew always felt right.<br/><br/>Inhaling as much air into her lungs as possible she shouted (something she's known for doing) in the wide open space of the room. <strong>" ALISA  IS HERE AND WITH HER USDA CERTIFIED ORGANIC FEED POULTRY....might I add."</strong> She said before busting into laughter.  Alisa was health nut, she was the girl that watched the health channels, followed fitness gurus on twitter and read up on the "Daily Woman" magazines while waiting to checkout. She was always tossing out random facts about health despite the fact of her being young and in shape she wanted to live to be over hundred, but in this kind of life who knew how long they had. The day of the race was nearing and so was the late night activity her in the crew were involved in. Alisa was never the type to turn down bets or a good hustle, but she made it her life's practice to walk away if she had to. Out of everybody in here she was the most street savvy and she never let them forget it. <br/><br/><br/><br/>Placing the bags down on the counter she greeted Taras  first  with a quick tap on the arm. <strong>" I just want to say you can officially back away from the grill now the queen of  food is here." </strong> Reaching into the bag she pulled out a bottle of rum and two packs of beer.  She had to admit when she first meet Taras, his lack of personality made her want to jump off a bridge, but after getting to know him a little better he was alright in her book. Plus he had a really nice body so she had no choice but to like him, right? Then there was Adriano looking like a starved puppy as the food Taras had put on the grill began to cook. <strong>"Hey"</strong> She said still wearing a smile on her face, Adriano was a cutie too, but he was just so serious all the time which didn't bother  her much because she was hardly serious except when doing her job. <strong>"What am I the only who brought something? You know what all you guys owe me shots of tequila for this.. comprende?"</strong> Next was Nicholas, though the smart guy wasn't part of the crew , she had managed to hook him up with a little gig. He often made her wonder what it would of been like if she dragged her but off to college, her mother would of been walking on sunshine at that news, but she had meet him through vocational school and they got along real well. Besides they guy was adorable and really sweet. <strong>"What's up?" </strong>She asked him with a soft smile. "<strong>Glad to see you here...now where is.." </strong>Her voice trailed off before spotting the remaining candidates.<br/><br/><strong>"Claire Bear and Ally Walley  if I don't get hugs in the the next three seconds I'm going to be pissed...3.2..o-one..."</strong> Her eyes were closed at this point and from where she stood she had the options of jumping them both of the same time or them jumping here. From what she could tell Ally had been racing abroad Clara was just studying hard. She'd definitely would love to tour over there in France, Asia or wherever.<strong> "I'm waiting ..."</strong>she tapped her foot impatiently and held her arms wide trying to hide the smile on her face.<br/><br/></div>