<strong>Where:</strong>Apartment Living Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Matthew, Charlotte, Jackie, Nate<br/><br/>"I'll help you cook! I have been told I know my way around the Kitchen!" Evelyn smiled towards Charlotte as she walked out of room number two, she had been unpacking and trying her hardest to only take half the closet. "My Name's Evelyn Dupont." She introduced her french accent heavy on her tongue as she held out her manicured hand to everyone, at least everyone that had just walked in.<br/><br/>Having been there with Matthew for a while and also working at the newspaper together, she had already got a feel for him, she was a photographer for the school paper, the one they called for the near impossible shootings because they knew she would take it a step further, she was risky like that loved the way the adrenaline pumped through her. Shaking everyone's hand in turn Evelyn stepped back and crossed her arms over her chest. She was in short cutoff jean shorts and a pale pink tank that hugged her curves nicely her breasts pushed up and displayed by the low neck line and her hair making no intrusion from its up swept style of a pony tail. She was in cleaning and organizing mode.<br/><br/>"So Should the grand tour commence?" She asked Matthew gesturing to the room at large with her head, her smile sweet and brightened the blue of her eyes.