Andrej tried to... resist... but was failing... quickly. Vivienne could see it in the way he acted and how his eyes was pulled at her body and how he tried to fight to resist her luring of him. As she pointed out their... loneliness and she pressed against up against him she felt his hands after some hesitation take hold of her hips. He was clearly trying to fight each step but it was no use - he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame and he had no way to keep away.<br/><br/>He tried to spreak, tried to find the right words and opened his mouth a few times before giving up on it ending by just shaking his head. His mind had by this time given up and he accepted the fact that for some reason Vivienne - one of the best looking women in town actually held an interest for him.<br/><br/>"I... I.." He begun as she asked for a description from him. "She has red hair, over the shoulders, 5'6... a bit over 110. Good looking..." Then he realized what he had just said and quickly added. "Not as good looking as you though of course..." Which his words even worse. Normally he would have pushed away but his face came closer and closer to hers while he lowered his voice as the closer he came.