<strong>Who: Ayden<br/>Where: Dining room, just arriving.<br/>What: Meeting the others.</strong><br/><br/>The kiss from Lizbeth was sweet and her giggle and look marked her as a free-spirit, sexy and comfortable in her own skin, but with something soulful about her that Ayden couldn't yet place.  There would be time to learn more about Liz and the others, so he accepted the kiss, leaning over to let her reach more easily as his hand rested lightly on her shoulder almost without thought, an instictive sort of movement, and winked at her,<br/><br/><strong>"Liz it will be then, and a great cheek kisser too."</strong><br/><br/>He was just taking his seat when the stunning brunette entered and introduced herself, her question drawing a light shrug from Ayden,<br/><br/><strong>"They said they would get me here, so who was I to argue.  Wherever here is anyway.  The limo seemed a bit over the top, but what the hell, we aren't the ones paying for it, right?"</strong><br/><br/>The question was mostly rhetorical in tone and nature, though it did make Ayden wonder just how and what they might end up paying for down the road.