James had managed to get himself an ipod. Bloody insane that. However, it was red and shiny and it held an insane amount of music. The insane amount of music part was what had sold him. Though it being red and sleek had grately helped as well. He was fiddling with it coming out of the kitchen (As if you expected anywhere else). Where he heard a voice.
A new arrival likely. Or some very nosy passerby. Deciding to figure out which was which, James went to the front to check it out. Only stalling slightly in his step when he saw a blonde. A very lovely blonde. James wasn't picky with hair colours. His best girl, at Hogwarts, being of a golden brown shade. Streaks of blonde and as lovely as the rest of her. Not that he was saying this one would be his girl. He was just saying that he was not very picky about who he checked out in the female variety. Or the male variety to be perfectly honest ... He liked legs though. He really liked legs on a female.
James who had pefected the 'checking you out, without you noticing that I'm checking you out', being quite good at it ... nearly as good at it as his 'I'm checking you out in such a blantant manner, that you should probably smack me .... or take me home', noticed that she had really nice legs. Thank you, Merlin for yet another lovely specimen of the human race.
"May I help you?" James grin, was wide and crooked. New arrival or random passerby. Either way she could stay as long as she liked. Quite easily he managed to not have that sentence sound like a common. But just barely. It was helped by the fact that his grin managed to be more friendly than more 'aren't I shaggable?'