Calista paused after singing the first verse of the song, completely lost in his tattoos. They were so beautiful! She could have sat there and stared at them for hours. Somewhere in her mind she wondered what she would look like with a dragon tattoo somewhere on her body. Maybe not that big, or maybe bigger, like traveling up her side or something. Hmmm, she just didn't know. It took a second for her to register what exactly Quentin said to her, mainly about the song lyrics, and when she did Calista lifted up her head and blinked her hazel eyes in slight confusion. "Hm?" A few more seconds went by and the idea simmered quite well in her. "Oh! You think so? You're too sweet."
Some blush washed over her cheeks, and when Calista sat up a bit and finally realized her hands were still in his the blush only deepened. A small gasp left her and she pulled her hands away slowly. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was still doing that." She giggled a bit while reaching over to take a gulp of her beer. It was hard to tell if she was actually shy or not with her mellow demeanor, but her flushed cheeks proved otherwise.
"And for my outfits, they're just for myself. I do a lot of sketching, nothing special, but when I have the time and money I make my own clothes. Mostly sundresses, if anything." Calista felt like such a girl right then. She might have been wearing some tight clothes on that night, but she loved wearing a cute dress with matching shoes. Completely not expected from someone who loved to rock out on stage. Once she placed her beer down, she rested her hands down on her lap palms up, glancing back and forth between her tattoos and his.