<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3d/ca/a3/3dcaa335e8ade145b7fc757d5d6039fc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Greggor Steppenwolfe<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Big old stuffy mansion<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tennis shoes, jeans, t-shirt, leather jacket.  All expensive and designer.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Man, there's a lot of people here now.<br/><strong>Extra Information:</strong><br/><br/><em>Because we all love fairy tales?</em>That caused Gregg to laugh. "Yeah... not so much.  Little kids chasing after candy and eating poison apples, huffing and puffing and blowing..."  His voice trailed off at that point, turning his attention back to Gilda.  "That's disappointing.  I was hoping that I'd be so much more memorable.  We should fix that.  I'd be happy to help warm you up.  A ride's definitely good for that.  Great for that, really."<br/><br/>He had left massive invitations.  And he knew damn well that Gilda had basically accepted them.  It just meant making a decision about the crazy behind them.  More than anything he simply wanted to ditch story hour, grab the blonde(s) and call it a night.  But it didn't seem like anyone else was willing to do so.  Fine.  If it meant moving along with this farce...  he glanced over to Madeline, as the mouse asked about just going in. "Know what?  That's a great idea.  We all knew when to show, and why the hell are we standing around for the doorbell, right?"<br/><br/>He gave a brief glance to the other two.  Lisa seemed fairly neutral; she had been fairly middle of the road, not overly friendly like Gilda, but also not freaking out like Madeline.  Tim... well, he automatically didn't want to deal with the other man, simply because he wanted to be top dog.  His presence was just putting a crimp his style just being there, and that brought dislike on general principle.  And why was his phone blurting Price is Right?  Kid was just weird.  Stay or go, Gregg wasn't caring about his vote too much.<br/><br/>So he turned back to the building, gave a shrug, reached out, and tried the door.<br/>