<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/0d/bf/43/0dbf43b373a342d626d1bd4089266698--marlon-teixeira-candies.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Danny" Dannings (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13854701#msg13854701)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as pictured with dark brown dress shoes<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel (Outside)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sierra, Natalie, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Danny shook his head promptly after Sierra cut herself off from explanation and apologized. “No, no apologies.” He spoke gently, reassuringly. After a few breaths, Sierra seemed to calm down, but when another person encroached on the scene, Danny paused to swivel his head and regard the woman. Thankfully, she was someone who knew Sierra. Even better was the reaction she had caused after reminding Sierra of her name.<br/><br/>Withdrawing his hand, Danny took a small step backward to give the women some space as they embraced in a familiar way. Briefly, he overheard the exchange and caught that the two were friends in high school. When it seemed that Sierra’s spirits had been lifted, though he was not the cause, Danny smiled just the same. However, soon enough he became aware of how he had become the third wheel in the conversation - not that he really minded, but he also didn’t want to interrupt a trip down memory lane.<br/><br/>Sierra turned to gesture toward him, prompting the woman - Natalie - with his name to see if she’d remember him. He shook his head as well, chuckling faintly. “Dannings,” he filled in the brief pause that Sierra left for his last name. “Yeah, I was usually too high to pay much attention back then,” he spoke in an apologetic tone, taking the woman’s extended hand just the same, gently, but firmly at the same time. “Nice to see you though, Natalie.”<br/><br/>Once their hands parted, Danny glanced back to Sierra and then retreated to the bench, grabbing hold of the two water bottles he had carried outside with him. “Here,” he gave the first to Sierra, then offered the second to Natalie. “Would you care for some water?” If she didn’t take it, then Danny would just keep it for himself. Either way, he’d back away from them a moment later and retreat to the smoking section in the corner - beside the receptacle where his half-finished cigarette from earlier had been stowed away.<br/><br/>“Tell you what - why don’t I leave you two to catch up, and I’ll finish up this short from earlier.” He suggested, waiting for some sort of indication before gripping the remaining bit of his smoke and lighting it up. It may have been a bit awkward that he was just a few short feet away from them, somewhat restricted due to laws about smoking at least fifteen feet away from doors to buildings, as well as the ‘smoking section’ signs that essentially tethered him to the receptacle in front of him.<br/><br/>He turned as he stood, as if that would help to give the two some more space, while he inhaled a long drag and sighed out the steady stream of clouds.