Needy figured that someone would show up at some point. It was rare that the gym stayed empty for long, especially with the assortment of people they had living there. Most them were used to fighting, so most of them tended to use the gym at least on occasion. So when she heard someone come in she wasn't all that surprised.
The thing that threw her was that she didn't know the voice. Brow perked, she turned around to see who had decided to show up, but couldn't help smirking a bit when she saw it was the new guy, who she had already decided was seriously hot from his picture on the forum, standing there. Without a shirt. All tall and muscles and no shirt.
What? She was a nineteen year old American girl. Demon powers or not, she still had eyes.
"Sure," she said with a quick shrug as she watched him, her own voice carrying over the music as well. It didn't take long to learn how loud to talk when you worked in a bar, after all. Aside from concerts and things like monster truck rallies, there weren't many places louder. "You're Kyle, right? The new guy?"