Sweeping the curtains aside in one fluid motion, a relatively short yet well built guy takes a step on stage, flicking his medium long black hair to the side so that its tips are just short of his hazel brown eyes. The sleek and silky pinstriped black and white shirt that he wears clings tightly to his bare slightly tan colored chest, the top few buttons of the shirt of course left undone. He gives the audience a serious look at first, displaying a little bit of a defiant attitude, and then starts to make his way forward towards the center of the figure eight, his faded black jeans with a few rips in them also pressed tightly against his skin to show his athletic lower body. He continues to walk smoothly towards the front of the stage so that the audience can see the classic low top Chuck Taylor Converses adorning his feet which are slightly still concealed by his pants. As he reaches the front, he gives the audience another chilling glare and points right index finger out towards a journalist who's rigorously snapping pictures, his sleeves rolled up to show the defined muscles in his arms. He then stylishly rotates his body and begins to walk back towards the curtains. He pauses one last time just before he reaches the curtains and glances back to concede an roguish smile to once more draw the crowd's attention, a glint of crystal on his left ear accentuated by the light shining down on him, and immediately disappears once more behind the velvet curtains.