<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Angelo 'Angel' Santos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>P3 - Bar<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Jinni, Anyone<br/></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.nowhavefun.com/celebritypictures/d/54356-1/28+Eduardo+Verastegui+picture.jpg)</div><br/><br/>He chuckled softly and shrugged faintly"If I knew what kind of woman I was looking for, I wouldn't be looking anymore.  " he said with a grin. He had indeed dated a variety of women through his life. Older and younger. Agressive and Submissive. Confidant and Shy. Brazen and Demure. Classy and Trashy. Funny and Serious. And they all had their own unique charms. But none had...thus far...tempted him to settle down. Which told him he wasn't looking for a 'type' of woman so much as he was looking for a particular woman. But who she was? Where she was? What she was? He had no clue.<br/><br/>"The hunt for that one magic woman continues...luckily the rest are not without their charms.  " he said, blissfully oblivious to the grisly head-squishing atrocity beginning to unfold outside the club. He had a much more pleasant thing to focus his attention on. He enjoyed seeing her get a little flustered...and her teasing little flash which he didn't think was accidental. Maybe she was a bit less certain than before about how far she wanted this evening to go.