<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Burnout-Marcellus2.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Marcellus Smith</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=181182.msg8664684#msg8664684)<br/><strong>Car</strong>: '99 Prelude (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/Marcellus-PreludeSH.jpg[)<br/><strong>Appearance</strong>: Black basketball shorts<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Pool -> Grill -> Pool<br/><strong>Tag</strong>:<strong>Blake</strong>,<strong>Star</strong>, Other Housemates<br/><br/>Marc thought about her statement, a small smirk on his face when kids thought that they wanted something they went for it with everything there was no reason to think that that wouldn't apply for chasing women. Hell, Marcellus could appreciate persistence and figured that if some six year old could take the time to get to know Blake better, he might as well try too. He craned his neck and turned his head, scanning the backyard for a trashcan, luckily the waste bin was situated near the grill so he could drop it off on his way.<br/><br/><strong>"A burger? Sure."</strong>He said as he turned his back to her and went to take a  step before he heard her ask for cheese. Marc stopped mid step and glanced back over his shoulder,<strong>"Sure."</strong>He smiled brightly, then went to take another step when he heard her mention onions. This time, he turned and smiled at her his hues connecting with hers as she smiled for a moment at him. Marc leaned in just slightly with a sarcastic smile on his face as he waited to see if she would add anything else. Sure enough, she added ketchup to the list of requirements. He decided that he thanks was a sign that she was finished so he went over the list again,<strong>"Cheeseburger with onions and ketchup. Gotcha."</strong>He flashed her his million dollar smile and headed toward the grill.<br/><br/>He walked past a group of housemates in time to hear Star blurt out fuck dogs.<strong> "Woah there,"</strong>He said loudly, injecting himself into the conversation and grabbing some food for him and Blake at the same time,<strong>"I think the house could use a real pet."</strong>Marc glanced over a Jules to see what she would say. Unlike most of the housemates, Marcellus hated cats. In his mind, felines were vile, mischievous creatures that served no purpose.<strong>"Maybe I'll look at some breeders, see if I can find some pitbull puppies somewhere."</strong>He didn't know if he was talking to them or talking out loud to himself at the point but it didn't matter, he would look into that later.<br/><br/>Marcellus grabbed himself two barbecued wings, corn, and a hamburger with just some ketchup for himself before preparing Blake's cheeseburger to her specified order. He placed his plate on his left forearm and grabbed her plate with his left hand and headed back toward the pool but, not before grabbing two more beers for them. He would smile at Blake once he reached the poolside, extending the beer toward her so that he could free his other hand.