<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Anna<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Common Area<br/><br/>Anna hadn't gone anywhere.  She was still standing near the couches where Carter was lounging.  Marcos had crossed the room and bowed to her, which made Anna a little unsure how to proceed.  She wasn't used to people bowing and given Marocs' obvious Latin heritage, she wasn't sure if it was a cultural thing or a quirk.  She didn't laugh outwardly, but it did make her feel special, in an awkward sort of way.<br/><br/>She shrugged to Marcos when he said it was hard to find someone to talk to.  From what she'd observed, in the short few minutes she'd been there, everyone was more than eager to talk.<br/><br/><strong>"People are just trying to get to know each other.  I wouldn't take anything personal.  Just takes time to get around to know everyone."</strong><br/><br/>Her brow furrowed and she gave Marcos a questioning glance,<strong>"money?  I'm just here for the scholarship.  I don't know anything about money."</strong><br/><br/>She wasn't sure she liked the implication that she was only there for the money.  Even if it was partially true.  She guessed she should get used to that assumption by people since she was doing porn now.  That thought still amazed her.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey, have you met Carter?"</strong>She asked Marcos as she turned toward the kilt-wearing hunk.<strong>"What do you mean, "since you became your own man"?"</strong>She asked, resuming their previous conversation.