Her posture relaxes as she caught a glimpse of his smile. She shifts slightly in her seat, feeling the last traces of her blush fade from her cheeks.<br/><br/>'Well, I'm just walking around the neighborhood...exploring and uh, walking around." She trailed on. "I just moved here yesterday...and," Luelle paused and slaps a hand over her mouth.<br/><em><br/>Uh oh...T.M.I!</em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">(too much information)</span><br/><br/>She peers up at him, honestly hoping deep in her heart that he is not one of those psychotic guys that stalk girls about. Well, it might be a possibility. Her mind started rattling personal protection measures and highlighting the presence of a newly purchased pepper spray in her bag. Trying to be as subtle as possible to change the subject, she lowered her hand and toyed with the paper napkin. Her eyes never leaving his face.<br/><br/>"So...why are<em>you</em>here?"