"Oh! I'm sorry...." she flashed him a smile as she looked up. "I really like the tatt...I mean, if you were all uber goth and woe is me and I want to live forever and suck blood and drink absinthe alas the world hates me.... well, then it'd be a bit cliche, you know? Which I never really got, because if your life is woe and the would hates you, why would you want to live for ever? But for covering scars it's really pretty cool. I'm just... still a bit annoyed about the guy at work, I guess. But I'm going to forget about him, starting now."
She grinned, looking down at her napkin, and added a few more curls to it, before handing him a drawing that looked vaguely like this. "That's sort of what I want. It's a picture representing chaos theory. Which is probably pretty dorky, but I always thought they looked cool."