Jessica saw Matt, and saw that he saw her.  They’d never talked before, and she needed to get to know him better.  He looked pissed.  Damn.  Maybe now wasn’t the best time?<br/><br/>Or maybe he was just doing the angry-young-man thing?  I mean, he had Steel Orchids and  P1LLS for PETS stickers on his laptop.  And he’d been involved in a murder AND shipped halfway around the world as a result.  If he only brooded a little, he was more mentally stable than most adults Jessi knew.<br/><br/>And all of that was assuming he hadn’t sold his soul to a demon.<br/><br/>Jessica put on a friendly smile, not too dazzling, but not shy either.  “Hey, you’re Matt, right?  I’m Jessica.”  In English.  She’d just broken she didn’t know how many Japanese taboos: using his first name, using English, the casual tone, the casual posture.  All right at home in America, but even after so short a time in Japan it felt weird.  He’d either appreciate it, or he’d think she was vulgar.  She mentally crossed her fingers, hoping for the best.<br/>