<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1354.photobucket.com/albums/q682/Elly-Mae_Hall/e574d4d6-52f5-4880-aa72-7e521103b0f4_zps415fee98.jpg)</div>The tough customer ahead of her was listening very closely to the words she spoke, blue eyes reflecting the thought process as he deciphered. She said she didn't just<em> like</em>.. she<em>needed</em>a strong man. She had also caught him by the scruff of the neck verbally, with the way she stated that some might have been too busy to seek her out. This is what he had gotten from it, and he caught himself flushing a little at the apples of his cheekbones, thoroughly pounded by fist most days and nights. His smile had dissolved just the tiniest bit, softened actually. No need to go grinning like a predator. She would get enough of that in The Afficheur, the risks of being female in a place like that, she must have known by now.<br/><br/>Yet she still agreed to come, and in a word told him that he could damn well<em>find</em>her if he wanted to see her, show a little more initiative. A slow and single nod indicated that yeah.. he could be down for that. She wasn't going to be one of the girls flinging their tits over the rope only once Louie had his knees crushing into the backs of his opposers elbows. Louie couldn't recall a time he had met anyone else like that before. Louie ran his blunt fingers through the short length of his black hair and regarded Runa's exotically feline expression with a sidelong and humbled stare over a crooked smile. "You've got a real way with words, Runa.." he stated in that jaunty New Yorker accent as his posture fixed itself, confident and sure in nature.<br/><br/>"Well I take it ya already know where to find me.. I'm on in about thirty" he said, getting up smoothly to his feet to stand and promptly stretch out the tight cords of muscle burning under his shirt. "Lookin' forward to seeing ya, really. Now that I know ya ain't bettin' on my sorry behind" he cracked coolly, placating her by reaching out with a palm skyward as he descended closer to the tent flaps leading outside again, into the night. "When I'm all patched up I'll come find ya" he said finally, offering his exit with a familiar wave of his gnarled hand.<br/><br/><br/>[/color]