<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/f10190ed2e62e875a4f008a190b6b500/tumblr_mgbcs36gwK1rhenwho1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Adriaana Vos</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Monica's House, Adriaana's Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Monica</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Becoming Confused</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Jenny</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Adriaana was rather shocked when Monica walked down.  It was certainly true that the woman never dressed like a slouch, and certainly not when she was going out, but this was something that Adriaana had never seen.  Between the way she was dressed, her facial features, and the way she carried herself, she could quite easily have passed of as Tarja Turunen, the former singer for Nightwish, Adriaana's favorite band!  Adriaana wondered in the back of her mind where she and Cassandra were heading out to, but imagined that, given the way Monica was dressed, it was somewhere that had been planned long before Adriaana had arrived, and possibly even before Monica had decided to house an exchange student.<br/><br/>Adriaana kept still through most of Monica's quick little run through of the rules, throwing in a quick "Yes Miss Monica" just before Monica grabbed her hands and leaned in to kiss her.  That certainly took Adriaana a bit aback.  Truth be told she wasn't at all a stranger to being kissed, by guys or girls, but usually she had at least seen it coming, or only hadn't because of one or two too many biers.  Then, to watch her simply walk away out to the car left Adriaana even more confused.<br/><br/>Adriaana was certainly not an expert on American culture, but she knew that the rules of engagement were rather more lax in Europe and what just happened would be weird even there.  It certainly wasn't unpleasant, in fact Monica had velvety soft lips great for kissing, but hadn't she just been told that the only relation between them was to be that of a mother and daughter?  Mothers certainly didn't kiss their daughters on the lips.  It was amazing how such a small act could be such a big deal.<br/><br/>Adriaana focused on what it meant for several minutes before deciding that it was probably for the best just to wait until they met again to think of it any more.  Otherwise she wouldn't be able to enjoy herself that night at all.  Maybe in the mean time she could try and find something to get her mind away from that little kiss.  She went over to her bedside, grabbed up her phone and decided to send a text message to that Jenny girl.<br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Jenny, are you free tonight.  My family is going out for the night and I was wondering if you still wanted to get together.</span>