[About the same time then. Ginia's nose wrinkles a little at the cigarettes but doesn't stop him. The people that smoke have their reasons, and what's one more illegal thing in a questionable fight club? There's a light twinge of memory, a painful memory of someone else grinning behind a cigarette. Never could figure out how Erika managed to get cigarettes. A dead mystery for the ages.
She watches him cover his hand, smiles briefly. Her handshake is firm, polite, nice and professional without backing down or trying to overpower.]
Ma'am makes me feel old. Call me Angela. Angela Roberts. Nice to meet you.
[Platitudes out of the way, she studies him a bit more. Manners aren't unappreciated, even if nice people have a way of putting her on edge. Her problem, not theirs. He doesn't strike her as the kind of person looking for a fight or even trying to prove himself. Probably wouldn't step into the ring willingly.]
You a doctor?
[Offered to patch her up after all. A viable enough reason to be down here.]
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She watches him cover his hand, smiles briefly. Her handshake is firm, polite, nice and professional without backing down or trying to overpower.]
Ma'am makes me feel old. Call me Angela. Angela Roberts. Nice to meet you.
[Platitudes out of the way, she studies him a bit more. Manners aren't unappreciated, even if nice people have a way of putting her on edge. Her problem, not theirs. He doesn't strike her as the kind of person looking for a fight or even trying to prove himself. Probably wouldn't step into the ring willingly.]
You a doctor?
[Offered to patch her up after all. A viable enough reason to be down here.]