[color=ed1c24][h3]Angel Ferrara[/h3][/color]

[color=ed1c24][i]Man! I would suck as a secret agent![/i][/color]

He had known that tailing her like that without revealing himself was a bad idea, but had little other idea of where to find the hot tub in this place. The woman had carried herself with such assurance and poise that she had to know where the hot tub was, right!? Angel was just following the leader! At the same time, following people...clearly not the best of ideas. Any idiot knew that. How often had he and Kaia worried about being followed somewhere on the swathe they had cut on their journey? The least he could have done was be polite and introduce himself.

Plus it would have avoided...the thing. The [i]miss[/i] thing. Again. 

[color=ed1c24][i]She's looking right at me...[/i]

"Uhhh...sorry. [i]I mean[/i], no offense. But you already did. I just...needed to know where the hot tub was, and you seemed like you knew where it was at. No shower with my rooms. Sorry I didn't ask. Just didn't want to seem like I was...cat-calling you or anything."[/color]

Angel blanched, then blushed, then finally subsided to his normal peach coloration again. He could do this. Normally, he would have been able to do this. But this girl was nearly as tall as him, and even though she carried a robe and towel like anyone seeking out a soak in a hot tub...Ferrara hadn't missed the fact that she'd brought a sword as well. How would Kaia ever find him if he were in chunks in a hot tub!?

[color=ed1c24]"My name's Angel. Angel Ferrara. A...a boy."[/color] The slim young mage chewed on the right side of his lip and frowned anxiously. He found himself blushing again. [color=ed1c24]"Sorry for the mixup. I know it's hard to believe."[/color]