She smirked back and shook her head. "No," and a small laugh escaped her lips "you've actually engaged in a conversation with me, and that's huge for me." She had other men at the carnival speak to her, but none she knew of that had wanted to get in her pants. The others were either taken, older or gay.
"Her name is Leigh, she's really cool. I mean, from what I know that is. She makes shadows, it's really neat."
She sat up, inched a little closer and folded her legs, indian style. Her hands resting between her thighs.