<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Angelo 'Angel' Santos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>P3 - Bar to Dancefloor<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Jinni, Paisley, Brie, Anyone </div><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.nowhavefun.com/celebritypictures/d/54356-1/28+Eduardo+Verastegui+picture.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Cousin? Another one of these Haliwells? My but this was a large family. Now that the Connor-Catastrophe was averted he gave Wyatt a more friendly greeting and handshake. "Sir. Ladies. I hope you don't mind me borrowing your cousin for a little while. "<br/><br/>He put just a little extra charm in his smile for Jinni and Brie, before moving out to the dance floor with the lovely Lee. He chuckled at her warm and fuzzy comment. He supposed it had the same effect on him, though he was far too manly to ever admit such a thing aloud. Oh yes, too manly by far.<br/><br/>Once they were out on the floor he grinned idly as he moved in closer. "Oh I can imagine. I'm starting to think there may be enough in your clan to zerg-rush the poor boy. " Now, let the record reflect that a man with his physique and skillset doesn't develope such things by sitting at home playing videogames and watching TV. But you spend enough time around teens, and you start to pick up some of their unique language traits. Thus, his use of 'zerg-rush'.<br/><br/>He gave her a wry smile, and gave her a little twirl on the floor...because nothing shows a beautiful woman off on the floor like a spin. And he's yet to meet a beautiful woman who doesn't enjoy being shown off at least a little. He brought her back in close, synching the pattern of his hips with hers as they danced. "Me? Oh i'm boring. No legion of cousins. No silky blonde hair. Just a man who likes to cook, and dance, and definitely isn't gay. Promise." He managed to keep a serious look on his face for all of two and a half seconds.<br/><br/>Like Jinni before she might note the slightly rough texture of the skin on his hands whenever they touched her skin. The hands of a man accustomed to physical activity."And you? What do you do when you're not fixing men with one of the most bonechillingly menacing stares i've ever seen? " He had to wonder what a woman who stares at a man like that is capable of. Probably bad, and scary things. Maybe he was playing with fire here, however sweet and cheerful she seemed now. What the hell? Fire is all kinds of fun to play with.