ROOM FOR BLAINE & ELAINE<br/><br/>Allen followed eagerly despite some measure of nervousness. He had a healthy respect for death and the display Blaine had performed yesterday. But today was much different; the atmosphere of the room felt different, Blaine's tone seemed softer, and Elaine wasn't shying away. He nodded to Zara, intercepting her hint. "And I'm Allen," he extended a hand, ready to accept Blaine's limb in a similar hand shake guesture. "Allen Riker. It's a pleasure to meet you, Blaine."