Neveah jumps, her eyes opening to reveal a handsome young male sitting across from her. "I don't recall inviting you to this table." She says, her eyes boring into his. She didn't expect a boy to stroll over to her table, but she seemed calm enough. "I'm Neveah, and before you do anything, sweet-cheeks, you should realize I don't come easy." She shrugged and leaned forwards, challenging him to reply, a smile dancing on her face.