Tereska pulled the cigarette from her mouth in two slender fingers and let the smoke escape her mouth as the warehouse doors opened. She crossed one arm, holding the forearm she held the cigarette in as Andrew [i]finally[/i] spoke.
[color=8882be]"Teen wolf finally speaks."[/color] She jested, stepping into the warehouse and taking a momentary glance down the hallway and at all the doors. She sighed, raising the cigarette back to her mouth, before dropping it and crushing it underfoot. [color=8882be]"I suppose we'd better get moving then."[/color] She spoke, starting down the hallway.