Ivy Moss, at least that's the name they gave her, was sitting on the truck of a friend's car, a cigarette between her lips. 

[color=gray]"Any chance you know a guy named Leonard Parks?"[/color] Ivy asked, flicking her poor excuse of a flip phone shut. 

[color=hotpink]"Ahh... Not that I know of, why?"[/color] Rachel asked, looking over. The red head had been Ivy's friend for a few years now and was someone she enjoying hanging out with on her off days. 

[color=gray]"Eh, no reason. I gatta go."[/color] Ivy replied, hopping down. She lifted her arms and began tying her hair up as she looked over at Rachel. [color=gray]"I'm meeting that friend again today."[/color] She explained winking. 

[color=hotpink]"Ohhh! So [i]that's[/i] the reason for the nice geddup, I get it."[/color] Rachel replied, giggling to herself.

[color=gray]"Well, you're not completely wrong. But still, I don't need to impress him. I just... I don't get to dress up like this very often with my profession."[/color] Ivy explained, chuckling as she touched up her make-up in the mirror of the car.

[color=hotpink]"You mean... Being a painter?"[/color] Rachel asked, raising a brow.

[color=gray]"Yep! Can't get my nice clothes dirty, now can I?"[/color] Ivy responded, smiling. With a nod to Rachel, she turned and walked down the sidewalk with a bounce in her step. [color=gray]"See ya, Rach!"[/color] She called over her shoulder, raising a hand to wave at her. It was never easy lying to your friends and one day, she might have to leave Rachel. Things were getting a bit too close, too many questions. At least, with Ulysses there weren't any question. 

As she rounded the corner, she noticed a suit and upon closer inspection found that it was the man in question. 

[color=gray]"You know... I didn't take you for a suit guy."[/color] Ivy joked, patting him on the shoulder. She, herself, was wearing tight black leggings, a short frilly, flowery skirt and a pale blue top that was loose fitting and showed off her smooth shoulders. [color=gray]"'Sup, Superman? Save some lives today, or what?"[/color] She asked jokingly. She'd always called him that in jest because of how indestructible he thought he was. [color=gray]"Come on, let's sit down."[/color] She told him, smiling, waiting for the inevitable reaction to her choice of clothing.