OOM: What's ya name, man?

[electro_kinetic]

Noriko is busy tugging on strands of her hair, making sure it lays right, as she waits with Remy in the bar for Hannibal and Sinric: she's recently had her hair re-dyed, the roots dark navy and lightening along its newly trimmed length to a light sky blue. It's mostly twined up in a knot safe from her drumming fingers as she fidgets with the tickets she has. They're waiting at a table for the others and Nori takes the time not passed with snatches of conversation wondering whether this outing is going to end in the same vein as the last place she took Hannibal.

She hopes not.

"I'm kind of excited to see the original cast before they all split," she says idly. "I mean...the guys are kinda cute. Way better than the stodgy boring portraits of old white dudes you get in history books." She waits a beat, giving a little smile. "Nothing on you though. Unless you happen to have green satin breeches, in which case..."