At the sound of his name, Andy looked. Fuck. Wow. Yeah, she was hotter in person. Not that it mattered, but it was worth taking note, at least to himself. Clearing his throat and pushing himself off the wall, Andy gave her a lopsided, lazy sort of grin and held out his hand. "Claire?" he returned by way of answering her question. "Nice to meet you in person," he said and he meant it.
He'd been keeping to himself mostly, keeping his head down. That was the plan until he finished this camp thing the brothers Winchester were doing and then he'd feel a lot better about being out in the open. If he ran into Ava again, well...at least he could hold his own. If he played his cards right, Ruby'd help him hone his powers so that he could hold his own if Ava tried calling her freak child-demon buddies on him again. For now, he was content to hang out with people if they were willing to come to him. Claire clearly was.
Here was the awkward part. Andy wasn't anywhere near stoned enough to know where to begin. Usually, if he was in the company of a beautiful girl it was because he'd met her through a friend and they'd hung out in a group until she'd gotten to know him well enough to look past the fact that he was short and kind of goofy looking; push past the fact that he mostly reeked of pot and laziness. This time was different and, now that she was here, he kind of didn't know where to start.
"So what's your story?" he asked, smirking slightly. "Bet I can beat it." He winked, then, and rolled his eyes. "Actually, you don't have to answer that, I'm just shitty at ice breakers," he admitted almost sheepishly. "You wanna hang out down here or...go up to my room or...somewhere else?" he asked, sounding indifferent as to where they decided to chill. Truthfully, the latter would make him the most uncomfortable, but he wasn't going to tell her that.