Bran Duval & Martha Jones
Bran liked an accent. After living on American soil for over a hundred years, he'd lost most of his French accent, though it could be found in a few words. Or if he spoke French.
He smirked, briefly. "I signed up myself this time so my brother's girlfriend wouldn't and put me with the under 21s again. I'm older than I look so kind of fucking awkward and terrible for everyone." Her brand of chaos. "Though at the moment I'm not terribly disappointed. How about you?" Bran could flirt and be charming if the mood suited him and at the moment it did.