<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eric chuckled at her, waving.<br/><br/>"I was doing my best to play along, Naia. Sorry if I didn't do very well."<br/><br/>Eric said, taking a sip from his coffee. Maybe it was just late, and the caffiene, or maybe it was just because he'd been doing to much studying, and not spending enough time with beautiful women, but he was having fun.<br/><br/>"And that is definitely one way of looking at things. Of course, spending time with beautiful waitresses can also just be a great way to get a better picture of what you can't have. So certainly a double-edged sword there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div align="center">(http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz360/aia_taino/naiastarter.png)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">~Naia~</span></strong></div><br/>Naia smiled softly, and blushed a little. "Who said it was something you couldn't have?" She let the comment linger as she moved away from the table, with a small brush of her hand against the smooth surface. She headed back over to her station, stopped as a group of miscreant vampires came bounding down the stairwell, the lot of them drunk off some sort of drug or perhaps power. One of the males Grabbed Naia by the arm and pulled her over.<em>"What a pretty little lass... mmn.. mind if we have a taste? "</em>The male laughed and gripped her tighter, but Naia jerked her arm away and glared at him. "You know damn well, you ever touch me and Oleander will have your head, Pietr" The male simply growled and moved away with his friends, though not without a longing glance back at Naia.<br/><br/>A little unsettled, she leaned against the server station with her head down. Two weeks straight that man and his friends had been coming in here, and harassing her on their way in and out.. she didn't know how much more she could take.<br/>