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Dallas folded her arms, "Well, you've certainly proved you're not one of those." She replied, rolling her eyes a little, although smiling at the same time. Was this guy a hoot or what? She hadn't met anyone quite like him. She was surprised he wasn't stumbling or slurring his words, it takes some tolerance to fight that off. His lips looked cracked and she could tell by the way he talked that his mouth was dry. He was probably dying for a drink of water about now, or to relieve his bladder. She rested her hand on he doorframe and leaned her hip against it as well as she watched him trying to keep his drunken state under control.

Her smile fell a moment later when he announced he had heard what she had been saying to herself. She let out a small gasp, her cheeks turning a soft pink in embarrassment.

"Well, excuse me for getting a moment to myself!" She huffed, folding her arms and glancing away for a moment, her face still pink. She turned back to him after a moment, "Just take it as a compliment and let it go." She said, not feeling like dragging the conversation on. She was about to push past him, and then something caught her eye. A mark on his shoulder that very much resembled teeth. Her eyes widened and she took a step backward, looking alarmed as she pointed at the mark.

"Um, that isn't a bite from one of them is it?.." she asked, regaining her cool and stepping back towards him, coming close to get a better look.