"Thanks," Victor murmured, taking the water bottle. He twisted off the cap, slipping it into his jacket pocket. Before he could take a sip of the water, however, Vanessa was scampering off towards her room.
"Oh," he started, "No need to-" But, she had already disappeared. He hadn't meant for her to feel the need to change. It was her apartment, after all. She could dress however she felt comfortable. Perhaps he should have called first?
Ah well.
Taking the change to look around, and take a small drink of his water, Victor perused the layout of the room. He glanced over her DVD selection for a few moments, then moved on to the room's decorations. She seemed artistically inclined - he liked the black and white photographs particularly. The pink... well - to each their own, but.
As she returned to the room, he turned, one hand slipping into his jacket pocket to fidget with the bottle cap. "You didn't need to change on my account, but." He shook his head. "I'm from Portland. Are you from... either Miami or New York, judging by these photos? I've never been to either place - growing up, I didn't really get to travel much. But I like what you've done with these photographs."