<strong>Nina</strong><br/><br/>It was not exactly easy to just relax and enjoy the game but Nina did try all the same. A growing sense of worry was forming a tight knot in her stomach and she knew that it had to be serious since she was not one to worry or obsess over anything normally. She laughed and joked, flirting and playing with Vincent, all the while keeping her guard up and watching, waiting...<br/><br/>Once they were seated Nina ordered one more drink, vowing her 4th would be her last for the evening, she was giggling way to loudly already. As Vincent spoke and appeared so cordgill and pleasant she felt the various waves of emotion float in and out of his mind. He was at the very least a very old soul she decided, if not very old literally. Understanding that knowledge was something she knew she probably could never figure out but Nina knew she was on to something all the same. One did not always have to fully understand something to know it was true.<br/><br/><strong>"Actually we just arrived and have been to busy just trying to get the house we inherited clean and livable. I cannot imagine this town is going to be very exciting, though we can make our own fun Vincent."</strong>Nina said with a wicked smile and flirtatious wink.<br/><br/>As the food arrived Nina watched Vincent and was puzzled almost to distraction by his emotion and body language. He was a mystery she would love to solve, in more ways than one she thought as she watched him closely. He might indeed be old, very very old she was guessing, but he was still very very sexy and her body was noticing.