[h3][color=MediumSeaGreen]Maxwell Declairmont[/color][/h3]
His ears, concentrated on all the conversation in the room was a difficult task as he was focused on getting anything he could from the surroundings however was disrupted when one of the normal patrons perhaps came over. He highly doubted she was just any 'normal' patron as she was walking from one of the booths behind him. Recalling his memory, there was his table and the door, calculating the possibility of people seeing him enter the door was centralized in the middle of the bar unfortunately having the possibilities wide open. He would have to centralize the area of the person who noticed him before having to single them out.

Looking after the girl came to his table, he was uncertain of which table she had came from due to him being concentrated on listening to the conversations but locating her previous destination wouldn't be much of a difficulty. Oh boy, this was going to be fun smiling at the girl for his own reasons. It was not hard for him to see that Jessica was a gifted due to her eyes being multicolored, like his own eyes both different colors. The only question was what was she and if she was a type 4 like him it would be disastrous but unlikely. He would have to find that out later once he finds out what he needed from her.

[color=Slategray] "Mind if I sit here?" [/color] The attractive girl said to him, and in return he wondered why a girl would take interest in him but he didn't mind. He flirted with many girls and men before to capture hiding Gifted, this would be same as those other time and besides she wasn't his type either. [color=MediumSeaGreen] "Of course you can, but I may ask did your boyfriend make you mad?"[/color] He said it in a cute and flirty way, smiling as he pointing in the general direction that Jessica came from.