Cute. Was her initial assessment, exuberant her second was she was pulled ushered into the apartment. Aurora approved of the girl's style, comfy rocker chic worked for her petite self.
She looked around the place with unabashed curiosity and filed away what she saw, she liked seeing where people lived, how they kept their space in general both work and home. A person tended to act one way around others and another way in private, so she liked peeling the layers back on who they were really.
Luckily she didn't drop the sugar, but the question did catch her off guard, "I'm going to choose to take a compliment out of that saying that I'm memorable, but no I've never been on a skin flick." Who said skin flick anymore anyway? She was also intrigued by the implication that there was a porn star of some sort living her, a thing that didn't offend her in the least, "I do not believe we've met, I have a good memory for faces, but I'm Aurora Nasseri." Instead of handing over the sugar she made her way to the kitchen, inviting herself further into the girl's abode.