Jonah had spotted the Latino beauty once she had taken a seat at the table a few feet away, her appearence was striking and her posture read that she didn’t seem to happy. Especially the way she had looked back at Jonah, the sad brown puppy dog eyes that always snaked their way into her. That was one of her many weaknesses, brown eyes." So, um. I haven’t seen you around here before. Are you new?" Carmen was half interested in what she had to say and half not because she already knew the answer.

"Actually I moved down here from Illonois. Great place and all, but just wasn’t me. Been here for a think… um. Maybe a couple months or so."

"Ah, well. That’s funny, I work as one of the DJs here and I’ve never seen you here."

"I normally keep a low profile," she smirked," as you can see I’m enjoying the shade."

"So, you like being in the dark?"

"Sometimes," giving it more of a meaning than what Carmen was asking." So, are you good?"

Confused, she asked," at what?"

"Spinning, what did you think I meant?"

Carmen blushed slightly as she was caught, even though she haden’t meant anything about it, she still felt a little embarressed but she laughed it off," Um, I guess so. Were you here two nights ago?"

"I think I was," she looked to the ground like she was trying to find the answer," yeah. I was. Why?"

"Well, I was doing it that night with some of my new stuff."

"Oh, that was you? That sounded fantastic."

"Really?"

"Hells yeah," She leaned forward with a loud chuckle followed up by Carmen’s smooth laugh. She had apparently a little humor in her that made Carmen feel more comfortable by the second, especially everytime Jonah smiled. She felt safe and releived all at the same time, something she haden’t felt in a good bit. I mean, Carmen actually felt a little happy sitting there with Jonah, she seemed to be a pretty good friend by the looks of it all. But something scared her though, she didn’t feel like them being friends.

"So what do you do? Are you a comedian 24/7 or stalk lonely woman in clubs?"