The large, rather goofy, grin that usually called Arty's face home slowly started to return as the giant Irishman listen to the two girls he was seated with exchange greetings. [color=00a651][i]"Bless the stars, things are startin' to get back to normal."[/i][/color] He thought to himself with a slight sigh of relief. Arty snapped his meaty fingers together when the green haired young lady who had just sat next to him gave her name. [color=00a651][b]"I knew I recognized yo' from somewhere, yo' work at club LUSH right? Yeah, yer one of the dancers that that ol'blockhead Bearegard hires."[/b][/color] Arty said, having to resist the urge to facepalm himself for not making the connection earlier. [color=00a651][b]"I'm Arty by the way lass, I work the door over at the club."[/b][/color] He continued, mentally patting himself on the shoulder for being able to put a name to a face. The living Irish mountain was able to pull himself away from his [I]detective work[/I] long enough to catch that Kameyo had just hired her, and to a extension himself, a moving truck to get all of her stuff to her new place. [color=00a651][i]"Wow, this lass can get a car faster than I ever could."[/i][/color] He thought, more than a little impressed before he looked back to Lexi and hear her talk about a song she had stuck in her head. [color=00a651][b]"Sounds pretty good if yo' ask me, but who am I to judge. I'm no music expert, trust I know quite a few of those types to know I'm not one."[/b][/color] Arty said with a slight chuckle at his own expense, all the awkwardness that had come over him mere moments ago seemed to have been completely washed away from him as if it was never there in the first place.