Steven Wylder, being the modest cowboy he was, only put his arm around her waist as she sat down, feeling her warmth as she slid into the chair beside him. She really was a beautiful girl, and just his type too. Confident, but he could tell she was a bit modest herself, how she had warn the jacket to work. And, he just had a thing for green eyes, he could really look into them all day, which is what he was doing right now. "Well, this is my first time on this flight, but I have been on other flights of this airline." he said, and looked away for a moment to open his bottle, take a drink of it, and place it in the cup holder.<br/><br/>Steven looked back over at the beautiful Erin, looking into her eyes again, kinda transfixed in their gaze. "Sooo, how long have you been working here for the airline?" he asked as he took his free hand and ran a soft finger along the jaw bone of her face and brushed lightly against her cheek, all the while never looking from her eyes.<br/><br/>(ooc: I really do have a thing for green eyes too, heh)