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His question caused a response like someone had told her all her Christmases had come at once. Light spread across her face and she practically tripped over herself to give him an answer. 

"Kore!" she almost shouted. Her cheeks reddened almost instantly and she glanced down at her strange creamy colored dress, fiddling with the material.

My name is Kore," she said, slower and more controlled this time. "I.." she hesitated, as of unsure of what to say next.

Conor watched her for a couple of seconds, waiting for her to finish the sentence. But she never did. She simply stayed silent. The same confused expression she had worn before he had asked her her name returned to her features.

He was silent too, unsure what exactly to say to the girl. He knew he should simply walk on but he couldn't. Suddenly her stomach growled loudly and she looked directly up into Conor's eyes. Her golden brown orbs were filled with fear, confusion and a flicker of recognition.

"I'm hungry," she finally managed to finish.

Without missing a beat, Conor replied conclusively with a smile, "Well we'd better get you something to eat then."

He knew it was probably incredibly reckless, taking a strange, confused girl he'd only met less than a minute before in a dress that was already earning stares from passers by for something to eat. But, what was there to lose? If he went home he'd only be ignored by his parents and spend the evening trying to persuade Jessica that actually The Prowler's Club or in the bed of some man ten years older than her was not where she wanted to spend her Friday night, never to any avail. All of a sudden, his shiny black American express card was burning a hole in his pocket. It wasn't like he didn't have the money and his parents probably wouldn't even notice if he never actually came home.

"What do you fancy to eat?" he said, his voice smooth and warm.