[/b]Ashlynn with Seamus[/b]<br/><br/>Ashlynn saw him reach into his bag quickly, but it didn't really scare her, she could tell he was Irish and that made her smile. She loved Irish accents, well, she was a sucker for a lot of different accents, but Irish and Scottish were the two main ones that had the power to make her weak in the knees.<br/><br/>"Thank you very much, Seamus. It's nice to meet you, too." Ashlynn knew that her own accent was undeniable, too, growing up in the historically rich city of Savannah, Georgia had its pros and its cons. One of the pros being that her accent, sometimes, drove men and women crazy, it depended on the person's preferences. Ashlynn offered the man her hand, another thing about being raised in a wealthy family from the deep south...being taught manners and respect were a huge part of a child's upbringing.<br/><br/>"A drink would be nice." Ashlynn's gaze followed to where he was pointing and she smiled. "Tell you what, ask me whatever you'd like to know. I'm not modest and I've never seen any reason to lie about anything. Eh, you're not that scary looking and I like meeting new people." The same smile from earlier was on her face