<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/eDJMl.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Allison Saurer<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Mechanic / The Final Touch<br/><strong>Locations:</strong>Dining Room<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Ummm...whenever Claire-Bear over here is done recovering from her hangover?" Allison replied to Liza tentatively. She was only half joking, since miss Tang did seem to be hitting the alcohol pretty hard, although there was a good chance that everyone at the barbecue would be pretty tipsy by the end of the night. "You're too good to be doing that," she said solemnly, turning to Claire as they all migrated towards the grill. Ally realized that her friend probably wasn't being entirely serious, but she still felt like it warranted saying since they all knew that Claire was going to achieve great things in her life. That was just the vibe that she gave off, being so sweet and hard working and all. Ally was a total slouch in comparison.<br/><br/>"Speaking of which, I know some cool little vintage stores downtown, and don't worry, they even have clothes for boys!" she segued from Claire's comment about dresses into a joke directed at Alisa, smiling sweetly at her. In truth, Allison completely respected and supported Liza's fashion choices, as different as they may have been from her own, but it was always a fun subject to to tease her about nonetheless. She was already looking forward to tomorrow; they were definitely going to have a great time, she had decided.<br/><br/>Almost unconsciously, Allison straightened herself up a bit as Adriano approached their little group, bringing the ever unpredictable Piper along with him. She and Piper had always had a strange relationship, though that wasn't to say that it was bad. In fact, they got along perfectly fine on the surface and Piper seemed to go a bit easier on her than she did with most everyone else, but Allison often got the feeling that there was something more subtle and subliminal going on during their exchanges. What that something might be, however, she wasn't socially adept enough to put a finger on it.<br/><br/>As for the tall, dark and handsome Italian, well, he still made Allison's palms get sweaty, but she vowed to herself that she would successfully get over her silly crush. They were going to be seeing a lot of each other now that she was back and living at the loft, so she couldn't go on always getting so awkward and fidgety around him. A bit more alcohol surely wouldn't hurt, however.<br/><br/>"Hey!" she greeted Piper with a smile. "I'll take one of those if you feel like making more," Ally added cheerily while glancing at Piper's glass. She'd always been Piper's guinea pig when the blonde was brewing drinks and testing out new mixes, so she had a special appreciation for her concoctions and fond memories of having gotten drunk on them many a time while they goofed off.