<div class="floatright">(http://img254.imageshack.us/img254/6193/headphoneswhiteblueeyes.jpg)</div><br/>Aria walked along through the streets with a gentle but infectious smile on her face, showing off her looks today in a purple tank top and miniskirt.  A small purse gently tapped against her hip as she walked, with a pair of wires trailing all the way up to earbuds partially concealed beneath her long and flowing hair.<br/><br/>When she saw the homeless man, a sympathetic frown crinkled her pretty features.  She went over and pulled out a somewhat torn $5 from her purse to give to him, not having the time to talk to him now but wanting to make the effort even if later opportunity didn't permit.  Fate was fickle like that sometimes, and she never knew for certain if she could take the chance to do something just because she hoped to.<br/><br/>As she sauntered into the building, a bright and pleasant smile echoed from her face to the various security guards, and she was waved inside without incident.  Certainly she'd been up there often enough, and though they'd given her a hard time at first about not having a last name, she'd already shown that she wasn't the type to hold a grudge.<br/><br/>The elevator took her straight up, and she plopped down at the table on her usual seat, kicking her sneakers shamelessly up onto the table to reveal a hint of white panties.  One earbud popped free from the side of her head to slide back into her purse, briefly splaying out dubstep music to the room before being muffled once again.