[i][u]Quinn Daives[/u][/i] 

Quinn watched the girl with rather attentive eyes. She gave a rueful smile, "Sorry if my lines need some work. I'm not used to having such a beautiful woman grace me with her presence." she said with a laugh. She leaned back lazily against the couch, which made her shirt ride up to show a streak of the defined flesh of her stomach. "I'll be sure to work on them some more yeah?" 

She looked over when the girl pulled down the scarf, but she caught the shapes of her jaw and chin. Then she let her eyes roam again. "How long?" she asked in vague curiosity. She figured the other would know what she meant. "You don't need to answer, if you don't want to though." she mentioned with an honest smile. 

Her eyes drifted to the pool table where some guy was desperately trying to hump his way into some girl, which was an oddly amusing thought. Who knew that pool could be so...sexualized? Another girl was chatting up some guy, and this girl just walked passed. There was more movement than there had been before, but she merely looked back to the young woman in front of her. The strange girl that walked by was dangerous, and the pure...contempt she felt radiating off of her set Quinn on edge. She inclined her head a little so she could keep that strangely dressed girl in her peripherals. 

She gave a little laugh at the pick up line then gave one of her own, "Girl, are you a parking ticket? Cuz you've got FINE written all over you." she said with her own brand of charm.