His gaze was broken by a soft yet assertive. Tarik eyes went gracefully from the wall to her beautiful face to her sheer black dress, and back to her face. "Yes it is beautiful".<br/><br/>His eyes met her for a moment, before he touched the painting on the wall, feeling the material. "But now its beauty has been eclipsed", he said with a smile. "Moments ago, it was the most beautiful thing in the room, but not now". His eyes met her gaze again.<br/><br/>He remembered her from earlier, when he had noticed Kat looking at her with a hint of respect and reverence. "Hi, I am Tarik. It is nice to meet you". He extended his hand towards her.<br/><br/>(http://amayakinneas.webs.com/photos/Tokio-Hotel/bill_kaulitz_th_jpg.jpg)