Tanya scanned the room, baffled by what was happening. Random individuals kept appearing across the room and pairing themselves with specific people. From what she heard from the various conversations, they were the creators of people around her. The thought gave her a chill down her spine, recalling her father. Suddenly an individual approached her from the right and, without saying a single word, scooped the whisky glass from her hand and began drinking from it. Tanya curiously turned around, facing the person.
It was a quite tall man, raven short hair with a very thick black beard. Behind a pair of simple glasses laid dark brown eyes which were glancing along the room. He sported a Nirvana t-shirt paired with a pair of large blue jeans, 90's style, completing the look with a pair of Air Jordans. Tanya's eyes jumped back up at the glass from which he was drinking, spotting along the way a dragon like tattoo on the man's left arm.
"You've got some guts, kid." she stated authoritatively, but the man did not flinch. He proceeded to finish the glass of whisky and put it down on the counter, before shaking the stinging feeling off.
"We're the same age, but yeah, I've got plenty." he replied, almost mocking Tanya's previous statement. Obviously that mostly pissed her off even more.
"Heh, you definitely have a death wish."
"Actually, I have a Zero. Jamie Thomas. Solid Indie trucks with Spitfire soft wheels. Good for tranny. Good guess though." He replied without batting an eye. Tanya looked at him surprised at first, then it changed to utter confusion as he kept babbling random words. The man frowned as he saw Tanya's confused expression.
"Skateboards, Tanya. I'm talking about skateboards. And just so you know, you're not that intimidating as you want others to believe." he added, before snatching the bottle of Smirnoff and pouring himself a glass. All under Tanya's expression of disbelief.
"Do we know each other?" she asked with a slight tremble in her voice.
"Yes! No. Probably not. Possibly? I mean, I know all about you and Serena, but I doubt you really know anything about me." he took a small break and downed about half of the vodka glass. A deep breath and a 'Woo' followed immediately after. Then, with very casual movement he pulled out of his jeans pocket a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. With equally as casual moves he pulled a stick out of the pack, shoved it in his mouth and lit it up, exhaling a small cloud of smoke soon after. As the smoke settled, the man glanced around the room and scoffed.
"Oh but where are my manners. Evening everybody! Pleasure to see you all! Azure. Aquila. Looking as good as ever." he cheerfully spoke, pointing at the two specific individuals as they came along in the sentence. As he greeted Aquila however, his eyes fell on Abra. Without any sort of warning he quickly went around Tanya and fronted Abra. The magician looked at him with an expression resembling Tanya's.
"Dino hates you. But it's a pleasure to meet you, mate. Name's Alex." he said as he took Abra's hand and shook it. The magician simply obliged and followed along. The man turned around and headed back next to Tanya, which had never taken her eyes off him.
"Alex? It doesn't ring any bell-Oh. You're the guy." she said with a quite disappointed tone.
"Yeah I'm the guy. Enchanté." he replied in a cheerful way, contrasting Tanya's. He took her hand and kissed her. She simply allowed him to do so.
"I thought you were ginger, to be honest."
"I should make you a bit less bitchy."
"Touché."
