Larke gave a good-natured chuckle and a light shrug as Aaron criticized his own jokes. They could have been worse, he supposed,
but so could a lot of things. The mention of networking caused his smile to brighten. [color=#336699][b]"Nothing wrong with making friends early, right? Never hurt to shake a hand."[/b][/color] Larke's line of sight fell on some poor sap making the mistake of coming onto Dawn Memoli, but Aaron spoke again before Larke could point him out. 

He followed the subtle point to a young man with the fade haircut, and nodded. He wanted to guess the boy as being a Leon; he was 88% certain he had met the boy at a trade meeting with his father, but nothing rubbed someone the wrong way like mistaking them for a member of a different family.

He strolled toward the prospective new friend as he was filling his plate, and took the opportunity to pour himself a cup of coffee. [color=#336699][b]"Morning,"[/b][/color] he greeted, adding a splash of cream to his styrofoam cup. [color=#336699][b]"I think we may have met? I'm Larke Sterling."[/b][/color] He picked up the cup with his left hand and extended his right to shake. [color=#336699][b]"And this is my friend, Aaron Heruscir."[/b][/color] He indicated Aaron with a slight nod, and paused for a beat after each name so that the boy could place them if he was so inclined. [color=#336699][b]"I'm sorry, but I can't seem to place your name."[/b][/color]

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