[i]JT allowed a chuckle to escape his lips as he looked to Alyssa with his own cyan shaded eyes. JT was as good a flirt as his writer as well, although his writer has flirted with people to great success in the past, even talking someone out of suicide by flirting, twice. And so he stood from his seat and approached the couch Alyssa sat on, before he asked a question. "Mind if I sit, beautiful?" [/i]