Snippet #1793644

Ryan's new friend was relieved of him when her master came back in the room. Ryan looked up and for the faintest moment he saw a look of sadness on her face. He didn't know what that was about. Either way, he disregarded it and stood up. He focused on Adri. Even when she was out of the dress she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her new ensemble fit her very well. both physically, and personaly.

She picked up her puppy and had a little whisper with her. She looked over at Ryan with a smile, and made him think that she was talking about him to her dog. 'Thats adorable; Ryan thought.

She asked him to start the night. Ryan grinned and walked towards her. "Why, absolutely." He said. He walked to the door and opened it for her. "First stop for the night is Rockefeller." he ushered her out of her condo, taking her hand, and the two of them made their way back to the street. They left the building and Ryan nodded to the doorman once more. Once outside Ryan realized he never told her about himself.

"So, I went to college at Shenandoah University in Virginia, thats where I'm from. I moved from Virginia to the city a few years back with a friend." he smiled at the memories. "We had started a band, and we thought that coming to the city would help us get our music out there easier, but we had a bit of a falling out, and thats the end of that. I decided to stay, I had fallen in love with the city. My hometown wasn't me. It was too boring, nothing ever happened, a bunch of freaking cows everywhere... not my scene."

He thought about what he could tell her. "I, uhh... I played lacrosse in high school. I've played trombone for 10 years, and guitar for 5. I currently work as a music agent. I basically get gigs and keep track of everything for local bands hired by the record label I work for. It's about as close to "rockstar" as I'm going to get any time soon."

He figured he had covered about as much ground as she had. He turned to her. "Any more questions?" he asked with a smile. Her answer would have to wait, they had just arrived at Rockefeller Plaza. He lead her to the balcony overlooking the ice rink. They werent going to go skating, unless she wanted to. He thought it was a bit cliche'. He turned and leaned backwards on the balcony facing her. He let his question hang there, waiting for her answer.