"I'm not much a fan of booze. Never have been." [i]He replied, looking over to her. His face as usual was blank, he seemed tired, out of it. His eyes conveyed a world of hurt, but they observed her none the less. No matter how depressed he was, he couldn't help but look at her. She was still the most beautiful woman he'd seen, and the new outfit accentuated that. Although he didn't show it, he was very intrigued by her red hair. It looked more natural, more proper on her.[/i]