<br/><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>All<br/><strong>Extra Information:</strong><br/><br/>The situation diffused itself easily enough, and Gilda took the opportunity to push past them both.  Gregg felt something brush against him; soft, warm, denim in the way.  A hip?  An asscheek?  The beautiful blonde was enough to distract him from the little brat and look at something more important, which was the woman as she brushed past and headed into the house.  The girl had spunk, that was for sure.  Take charge, no nonsense... he liked it.  He opened his mouth to offer a 'wait for me' or something to that effect when he heard more voices.<br/><br/>Turning around, Gregg found not one but two newcomers.  The first had arrived in her own car, and he watched white stockings, heels... her dress hidden under the sweater.  His lips quirked as she approached.  "Yeah... this is storytime.  We're just on the part where the thief decides to break into the haunted house, and the virgin ends up killed by some scary monster."  He raised his voice slightly, taking a jab at Gilda.  From the amount of innuendo thrown around, there wouldn't be a single one that could dare think she was virginal.  Or him, for that matter.  Hell, any of... he stopped himself from following that thought to the mousy Madeline.<br/><br/>The second newcomer came out of nowhere... had she walked there?  He saw no vehicle, and her approach had been hidden by the arrival of the girl in the sweater.  This one looked like something out of a rodeo or a bar covered in peanuts.<em>Damn.</em>Both of them... They were like two sides of the coin, and he wanted both sides to be tails.  She approached, looking around, asking about her arrival.  "Oh, you have perfect timing.  Things just got interesting."  He threw a gesture around.  "Let's see, Gilda's the one who just made herself at home.  That's Lisa and Madeline."  He paused. "Oh, right.  That one's Tim."  He flashed both ladies his charming smile. "Gregg.  Welcome to the party."<br/>