<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Angelo 'Angel' Santos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>P3 - Dancefloor<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Lee, Any </div><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.nowhavefun.com/celebritypictures/d/54356-1/28+Eduardo+Verastegui+picture.jpg)</div><br/><br/>He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of having a woman run her fingers through his hair again. There was a breif moment where he felt that same strange twinge of craving and longing he'd felt earlier with Jinni. Maybe it was just his libido afterall? The only common theme he could see was that both were beautiful women...and the first beautiful women who's company he'd enjoyed in months. All work and no play. And age old tale. Well tonight made it official. He simply HAD to schedule some fun time into his routine from this day forward.<br/><br/><em>"And being gay wouldn't stop me from dancing with you, though would stop anything far more interesting than dancing so I'll admit to being glad you aren't."</em><br/><br/>He arched a brow and smirked lightly. "<strong>Oh no you don't. Don't think i'm easy now. Dinner and a movie missie. Dinner and a movie. That's my price. </strong>" then with a shrug he added "<strong>Or a Snickers bar.</strong>"<br/><br/>Listening to her talk about life in the university and her schedule he could empathize almost immediately. He knew what it was like to get bogged down in that sort of stuff. Lose yourself as weeks and months melt away. That's part of what brought him out here tonight afterall. "<strong>Well look at us, a pair of stick-in-the-muds. We'll have to loosen each other up tonight. </strong>"