Val fell into step a few feet behind the rest of the band, not far from the long-sleeved girl with the MJs. As they moved, he took another chance to look the others over, playing a game that had always amused him and kept his mind clear while he was working. His eyes traveled from face to face, deciding which ones looked like what animals, or what celebrities. No famous look-alikes in this group, but he was picking up definite creature similarities. The spiky-headed fellow with the heavy boots reminded him of a canine. A wolf, maybe, or some kind of hunting dog? And the cop. He didn't risk too long a glance at him, but the fellow definitely seemed rodent-like. Mary Janes beside him was harder to place. She had an air of willowy grace, and the way that tongue darted out put Val in the mind of some kind of reptile. It seemed almost offensive to compare such a lovely woman with any sort of slimy lizard, but he had to call them as he saw them. Besides, it wasn't like he was going to walk up to her and call her a snake or something to her face, now was it?<br/><br/>The woman from the park was a different story, though. Even though he'd looked her straight in the face at least twice, he still couldn't recall any of her features except those beautiful, haunting eyes. It was against the rules of his private game to compare people to mythical creatures, but after racking his brain he'd failed utterly to envision any documented species she might have resembled. He soon gave up and returned his attentions to more pressing matters of thought. What did she want to talk about? Why was privacy so important? And who did she think was planning to overhear? Spiky-head offered up his apartment as a gathering place, and Mary Janes voiced a rather timid assent. Valentine merely offered a quiet shrug indicating his complacency, and turned just in time to see a long stretch limo stop a ways down the block. A young girl stepped out and approached them, seemingly hesitant to interrupt, then appeared to gather her resolve and march toward them. As she introduced herself and suddenly drew up short, obviously at a loss for words, Val smiled quietly to himself.<br/><br/>'Damn if this night doesn't get more interesting by the minute...'