Reggie waited to hear what the young lady had to say, but had himself quickly glance towards the door. Problem was, was that as soon as he looked he didn't seem to stop; his eyes glued to the tan woman walking through, probably more so her lower back. He went to take a drink out of his cup, but he missed his mouth primarily because he seemed so entranced; the alchohol spilt onto his lap, and for a moment he didn't realize it. Quickly he slammed the now half-filled cup on the table, giving his attention back to Emma, but then looking slightly to the poster and asking himself, "What in blazing stars is that. . .?"
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