<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>John Smith<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Inspector<br/><strong>Date:</strong>17 September, Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mara, Artemis (m) Open.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>It is said that the eyes are windows into the soul, looking the looker to truly see behind the mask. John was pleased to see that his small gesture was able to put the beautiful faun at ease. Letting her know the true intent with his words. As Mara stated she understood, John would nod back. "That is good Miss Capra." He replied in that same tone he spoke to everyone in. Respectful, Quiet.<br/><br/>The Faun would glance around, seemingly checking on all the others in the vicinity of her work station before stated that she should check on the other tables. However, she promised to be back to check on him. The idea of that very pleasing to the man. though she mentioned about them having decaffeinated coffee. Had John been back in his Army Unit, he would have laughed at Mara for such a suggestion. Decaf coffee? Hersey! "These blend is fine." John replied before taking another sip of the exquisite roast.<br/><br/>When Mara glanced down to John's throat, the subtle movement of her eyes caught his attention, and so did the slight tinge of rouge to her cheeks that the movement caused. It was rather quite fetching for the faun. Giving her an adorable innocence that made one want to wrap their arms around her and snuggle the stuffing out of her. Though John would resist such temptation as the Faun departed his table and checked with the young witch male.<br/>