Shosanna Dreyfuss & Amaar Rashid
Amaar was more or less having a pretty good time, all things considered. He still wasn't there for anything date related but he definitely did enjoy sitting down for a few minutes getting to know people and the first couple of women had been nice enough. He had no doubt the third would be just as nice.
"Amaar," he answered with his own name before moving onto her question and completely ignoring the look she gave him; it made him more than a little uncomfortable, like a piece of meat, like being paraded in front of potential wives. "I'm doing pretty good. This isn't really my kind of thing."