Pippin & Jeremiah; March Residence.
"Hello, Espresso." Pippin loved animals so the kitty got a scritch to the head as Pippin follow Jeremiah. Skeptical look or not, she took up a perch on the edge of the couch. It wasn't that she was nervous. It was that she was always nervous.
"You like pets, hmm?" Pippin smiled to her host. "Oh cool!" The fireplace trick perked her up. "We always had to do that the hard way. That would have been SO helpful during a Nor'easter!"
Pippin wouldn't know how to dress sexy if she were slapped in the face with a little black dress. If not for the assistance of the internet the the woman who made her costume she wouldn't have looked that good at the masquerade.
There was a bit of a shy smile around the bottle as she took a drink. "Well. I'm from Boston. I have three older brothers and one younger. We're pure Irish so you can imagine how loud my childhood was. I have a general BS from Sentinel University and am beginning my undergrad work as an intern at Area 52." She smiled as she hunched her shoulders up. "And that's as interesting as I get."