"Yeah yeah, I've got my own wiki page and everything, thank god they used a good picture. Have you seen some of them, look at poor Jude Law. He's so utterly handsome and the page uses the most rubbish picture it could find, shame innit?" Sasha said. The twins were rather interesting and though she knew they didn't really believe her, it was still fun to mess around a little. 

The others went back and forth in regards to what she and James did and she rolled her eyes, still in disbelief that they would pester so much. Back home, they wouldn't do such things to even their closest of friends. It seemed she wasn't the only one who tuned the others out. She caught James looking at her and he mouthed her something but she couldn't figure out what. She assumed he was thanking her for the twins but she didn't mind. They were fascinating, though annoying.

But Sasha was a guest and she didn't mind a buzz of excitement floating around, it made her miss home a bit less. "Huh?" She blinked a few times when James asked about being cold. She had on a simple wool jacket and was alright but the wind was picking up, making it seem colder than it was. "Oh....um." She started to reply but then he began to ramble about getting sick once and she waited until he was done, used to his tangents. "It's not too bad, I have a feeling by the time I'll get into the swing of things, it'll be time to go back home." She admitted wearily.

"I am a bit cold though." She said and nudged him a little.

James offered her his scarf which she took happily. "You're not getting this back, you know." She teased him as she wound it around her neck before she pushed her hands back in her pockets where they could be safe from the weather. As they continued to walk along, the twins ran on ahead, getting excited about some park that was currently without too many ramblers. "They seem....nice." She said. "I'm not sure what kind of time we'll get to ourselves with everyone around." She smiled a little.

"But I am glad to be here." She told him. Sasha was interested in the American culture and she knew plenty of authors and even poets had originated from the land of the free and home of the brave. And even though political unrest was brewing, she was still hopeful that she'd be able to travel the world and meet other passionate readers and writers of the world. "Maybe we can find a bookstore here or even look at the big university." She brightened up, linking her arm in his.