when he laughed she was frowning at him not sure she understood what the joke had been or possibly if he'd been making fun of her. Between Europe and the US things were definitely different. She was glancing over her shoulder getting the feeling this particular street wasn't that busy, she was killing the engine of the jeep. Sliding out of the interior one hand upon midthigh to make sure the knee length khaki skirt didn't crawl up high enough for fear of flashing lingerie worn beneath, she was moving towards the back of the jeep. A petite thing, brushing 5'5" at best she had enough curve for the skirt to sit temptingly upon hips and to fill out the fitted t-shirt, with nothing but flip flops upon her feet leaving tanned legs exposed for admiration. The back of the jeep was crammed with various boxes she wasn't hesitating to yank two boxes out rifling around a bit before handing 3 quarts of oil already reaching for a 3rd box to search to see if she had any more quarts. ~oui[yes] where the hell is 5th and Markam?~ she was asking.

~He shifted a little~ Oh you don't have to do this.. ~Stated as the quarts were passed to him...where did this angel come from...~ I can draw you a map if you have a piece of paper..i can promise you won't get lost...

It was nothing to her, the passing of oil from spares in the back of the jeep to him. He needed it...she didn't currently need it...to her; it made sense. It wasn't charity, it wasn't given out of pity...call it building up of good karma to come. She didn't even have to think about the act..she was just digging the quarts out and passing them over to him. But when he was assuring her she didn't have to do it, she was straightening slightly blinking at him as though perplexed ~You need oil...I don't..might need brake pads after earlier...~ small shoulders were rising and falling. Hell anyone who got behind the wheel of the jeep would find out exactly how new it was...not even clocked in 1000 miles on it, it wasn't anywhere near in the need of oil. But when he was asking about a piece of paper to draw her a map..she was being "rude" ~there's a piece on teh passenger seat..~ turning her attention to reloading to boxes

~he reached in, grabbing the paper and then walking back to the mint charger and pulling a pencil out of the console, dropping the hood and sketching her out a map with landmarks written and drawn on it as well then smiled softly~ What're you headed towards there if you don't mind me asking..

She was shoving one box into place before small hand was pushing locks back behind her ear and out of the way, already picking up the 3rd box ~Creegan's...it's a...~ she was frowning quickly searching mind for the correct term frowning slighlty a pub???~ she was offering not entirely sure that was the correct term sliding the box back into place before closing the jeep up

~he nodded~ Ah..that's a new place isn't it? ~He marked the pub on the map with a star and smiled before turning to hand it to her, smile still on his face, the lovely italian accent was fading slowly

she couldn't help but return the smile though heart beat quickened as she was finally noticing exactly how tall he was. She knew she was short, true still 3 inches taller than shana...everyone made her feel short...but standing this close to him..made her feel down right tiny. Nodding her head softly dove grey eyes glancing at the map oui at least my cousins are hoping to have it open by Friday she knew she was lingering..she just wasn't sure why...true the italian accent was part of the reason...but not the whole reason

~He smiled, the accent was fading still from his voice, he shifted a little~ I never caught your name...~the smile still tugged at the corners of his lips..she was pretty..there was something about her...~

It was the way he put it, not quite asking what her name was but hinting at wanting the knowledge. Her smile blossomed as eyes were darting away be it out of coyness or perhaps a bit..shy...laughing softly before eyes were once more meeting his ~Cadee~ she was offering forth

~He smiled and offered his hand to her with another wide smile, the accent re-entering his voice without his permission~ Pleased to meet you Cadee...I'm Kou...

She was offering him that sweetheart's smile that could have the masculine population on it's knees whether she knew it or not. And it merely seemed to brighten all the more at the reintroduction of italian vocals..she was a goner...laughing softly even under the circumstances? she was asking teasingly

~He kissed the back of her hand when she gave it to him and smiled even more~ I believe fate has smiled on me today with a beautiful woman who tried to kill me ~His grin was playful and warm~

she watched him with a smirk when he was going chivalrious on her and kissing the back of her hand. But she wasn't pulling her hand away, letting him keep it hostage for as long as he wanted. but she was laughing suddenly glancing away again when he was dubbing her a beautiful woman before glancing back shaking her head, she didn't see herself as beautiful...or even really pretty...in her own jaded opinion she was only average where looks were percieved. ~I do believe the fate that you praise gifted you with too sly a tongue so even the most chaste of heart would melt at your feet~ she was countering slyly. a guy like him DID NOT walk around without atleast one girlfriend if not more trailing along behind him.

~he laughed softly~ If that was true i wouldn't be single.. ~He looked to the car...if that were true he'd have a place to sleep tonight without worry of a carjacking...The oil she had given him was moved over towards the hood of the car as he walked to the back seat and pulled a tool out of a box on the floorboards~

A startled laugh passed her lips at his words shaking her head ~Vouz avez plein de merde [you are full of shit], now i know you are shitting me~ she was countering. she didn't know who he was, other than his name...but she knew any guy who looked like him...would have an entourage of worshipers following in his wake. so she took it as him joking. But the moment he was moving the oil to the front of the car and grabbing tools she was taking that as her dismissal. Moving towards the jeep despite the base runner that provided her with step into the jeep she was still having to hike the skirt upwards to midthighs to be able to step up that high but she wasn't in any real danger of flashing him much. ~good luck with the car, Kou~ she was stating as she was cranking her jeep setting his instructions in her lap