<em>Boooooombshell</em>his mind screamed, making him grin fully at the retarded thought. "Yeah, you probably spoke to Jericho. He's the one who basically owns the place through his parents. He's pretty private kinda guy, with the exception of myself. We're practically brothers, ya know?"\<br/><br/>Taking the offered hand, he leaned down with an overly dramatic flourish, and lightly planted a kiss on the top of her hand. "Name's Dayne. Im a sophmore here at St. F., and yeeaaah, it definitely wasnt raining when I left this morning. Dam weather man is about as accurate as a psychic when it comes to the weather here."<br/><br/>He pulled the keycard from his pocket and swiped it through the slot. The door clicked open loudly as the magnetic locks released, and stepped back, holding the door for Stacy.<br/><br/>"Ladies first," he said with a quirky smile.