<strong>Lily, playing the part of grateful damsel in distress</strong><br/><br/>Lily was thankful that she'd had the flats in her truck, walking on this dirt in heels would have killed her. She heard a vehicle slowing behind her and smiled, oh thank God, she wouldn't have to walk anymore. It wouldn't do to show up at places looking for a job all sweaty and whatnot.  She turned at the sound of a man's voice and smiled a sweet smile at him.<br/><br/>"Yes, thank you. You've been the first person to stop. Obviously, I look like or give off that serial killer vibe or something." Lily laughed softly and gave him another smile. He was kind of cute, not her usual type of course, but cute. She made her way over to him, a natural sway of her hips as she walked..yeah, she played it up sometimes. Maybe she was now, maybe she wasn't.