[b] Lance grins as he playfully shoves him away.[/b] "Soft? Not on your life Etana." [b] He walks back over to Lilah.[/b] "How old are you now? Seventeen? And Jesus you have tattoos." [b] He runs his hands over his face and laughs.[/b] "Yeah, I am, and yeah, I do. Sorry if I'm disappointing you already." [b] She chuckles.[/b] "Haha, no you're not. It's just crazy is all. Do you want something to drink?" "Yeah, that'd be great." [b] He tosses her a soda and gestures at his couches, [/b] "we should all uh, all sit down shouldn't we?" [b] He nervously laughs.[/b]