He noticed her the second she walked into the bar. Everybody in the damned bar noticed her. She was young, hot and overdressed. Definitely not the typical patron by a long shot. Colin had pretty much sworn off dating, but he wasn't dead and yes, he was looking.
He was surprised when she sat down next to him. But then, he was probably the least dangerous looking guy in the bar. Which was ironic as hell, since he was probably the most dangerous considering he was a cursed werewolf. Colin took another drink of his beer.
Then she spoke to him. He looked over at her and smiled slightly. "Hi. I think your cabbie's English isn't as good as yours," he told her. "This really isn't anyplace for a lady." Which on the surface, she definitely looked like.
Before he'd been infected, Colin definitely would have been hitting on this girl instantly. She was hot and foreign, which was always a tempting combination. While he was definitely checking her out, he didn't plan to do more than maybe show her to a club that was probably more her thing. Then go home and hate his life some more.
"I'm Colin," he said, because he definitely wasn't going to be rude to the pretty girl. "Nice to meet you."