"A couple of times, when I was a teenager. Mum is really fond of the theater, so we would take trips, she would go to a show, Dad and I would do whatever we wanted." There hadn't be anyway in hell his father was going to sit through a play. The man had very little tolerance for films, so, theater might as well been torture. "You enjoy being an assistant, then?" Not everyone liked what they did for a living, that was the story more, and more. People just did whatever they could to get by. Hers wasn't a job he thought he could do. It wasn't that he wasn't fairly organised, but he had a hard enough time keeping all his own shit together, he couldn't picture doing it for someone else. At the hospital, he did have to keep track of files, who's went where, and such. That was enough for him. "Jaida... what's her last name? I'm going to look for her name next time I go through my music." Could you really blame him for being curious? At some point, if things continued to go well between he, and Eden, he would very likely be meeting her boss. it wouldn't hurt to have brushed up on a bit of her work, so that he could compliment her on it. "I bet you both get to meet a lot of interesting people that way." The artistic crowd had never been one he ran with, but Sophie had. The girl had an eye for design, and while she hadn't yet managed to make a living off of it, it hadn't kept her from making a few friends within the artistic world. Some of those people could be truly strange, while others were the most down to earth, cool people you could ever hope to meet.
The races that had seemed to get the most attention in human folklore always seemed to think a great deal of themselves. All it really meant was that they hadn't been smart enough to keep their noses clean, and fly under the humans radar. "Elementals are a pretty old race group. one of the purest I've seen. They never had reason to really branch off in all the sub categories." They had been evolved to perfection from almost day one. It was the human weaknesses that had the cast in such an unfavorable light. "She was a were-leopard. South African girl, but she grew up in Spain, she was a born were." Grinning, he nodded his head a little. "Wolves, and a cat living together, I bet it is wacky." If the cat had always been around them, she might have learned to ignore that natural want to alienate herself from them. "Ah, that type of social awkward, that's really just charming." Why couldn't he have had that problem? It seemed to only work for attractive women. "Seers are rare," Ian had never met one, and until Eden, he never knew anyone who had either. "As polite as it would be to say I'm sorry if didn't end well, if it hadn't, we wouldn't be sitting here, and I'm glad we are." Things ending badly in a relationship was rarely an easy thing to get over, he knew that, but those things ending meant that there was a chance for a fresh start. Had it not been for their split, they wouldn't have had the chance to eat dinner together, nor plan those other dates of theirs. "Me either, it wouldn't have been as fun." Sharing the experience was half the point, or it had been for him, when he had gone. Ian too stood, carrying more of the plates over to the counter. "Do you want to go outside for a smoke?" He placed a cigarette between his lips, before offering her one as well. "It's really nice out."