<hr/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Aurora, Joy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New Amsterdam, Hotel Cigüeñal<br/><hr/><br/><em><br/>Well, he isn’t sure that was true - sure there was a lot that a man might do to get at her, if they were inclined. But, he wasn’t that type, even before one factored in that it would not be good for his future employment opportunities.<br/><br/>Aurora could keep up that icy demeanor - Dane was the kind of guy who would delight in trying to break it down. He has a way of getting people to warm up to him. That wide, friendly smile stays on his lips and he nods.</em><br/><br/>“I’ll do my best to keep it out of the job. And I’ll make you a idea - if I end up getting myself killed, you can fire me.”<br/><br/><em>A wink as he says that, and he is reaching into his pocket. Some cash pulled out and laid down on the bartop to cover the drinks as she talks about seeing the truck.</em><br/><br/>“I’m eager to meet her.”<br/><br/><em>Pulling his tall form off the stool, which creaks a bit under the weight of the muscled man. Moving on with her towards the door - as he passed, he turned his head again to look towards the woman who was silent at the end of the bar, apparently focused on her drink, purple highlights peeking from under her hood. <br/><br/>Still, not sure who it is, but for the moment, let's it slip by. Reaching for the door, pushing it open and holding it for Aurora.</em>