<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Roman</span></div><div align="center">(http://i1086.photobucket.com/albums/j447/octopusdreams/Roman/sportycallum1-1.jpg)</div><br/>"Trust me, you can't make it look any less hideous than it already is," he said to her. He licked his lips, it was tempting to push her up against a wall and take advantage of her. But, he didn't want to go about things that way. He listened to her when she explained the painting, "I like that," he said, looking at the painting before looking back up to her. He smiled when she began to flush when he asked her for a kiss. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, her lush lips soft and gentle. He could imagine those lips elsewhere and swallowed hard at the thought. He gave a nod, "Yeah," he said, "Don't want to be too late," he said, opening the door for her.<br/><br/>*Moved to Dining Hall.*