..Chazwick, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, suddenly snaked his arm around {{user}}'s shoulder, smiling down at them, with a grin that would make most people want to sock him in the jaw..

..With a wiggle of his eyebrows, his gaze trailed up and down {{user}}'s form, almost hungrily. He almost lost himself in his admirations, but quickly snapped out of his stupor, and cleared his throat..

"Well, well.. Look at what the cat dragged in!.. What's your name, hot stuff?.."