Dominique Bell reached the top of the stairs and entered the loft living quarters. "Oh! It's so retro!" she called down to the other girls hurrying after her.
Dominique hung back at the doorway. "I don't think you're supposed to be in there," she whispered.
Gwen chuckled. "What are they going to do? Through me out?" she scoffed.
Gwen wiped a tear from her eye. "Oh plumbbob, I'm so worried about the first elimination!"
How did he let his mamma talk him into these things?!
"I'm Staci Terry, with an i," the bubbly lady introduced herself. "Welcome home!"
Giovani smiled, genuinely pleased to finally meet someone. If everyone was as nice as Staci, then maybe this wouldn't be so bad, after all.
"Yeah, but what about this place, huh? It's so awesome! I've never seen a house so big!" Giovani enthused about the house.
"Oh hey, that's nice..." Giovani answered, when she interrupted.
Giovani rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh, wow. Cool..." Pointing to the far side of the room, he said, "Well, I should mingle..."
"I am from Isla Paradiso, a small island chain in the tropics."
Giovani watched her motion with her hands, finally making a walking motion with her fingers.
He nodded, at a loss of how to respond.
Emma nervously rubbed her neck, her hands fluttering nervously. "Oh, gosh, oh! I can't think of anything!" she admitted anxiously. "Oh plumbbob, I don't do well under pressure!"
Emma nodded, releasing her pent-up breath.
Giovani was impressed. "Wow, I lived my whole life in Monte Vista. I can't imagine moving that much!"
Deidre took the blatant route.
Ariel chuckled, "Look at my funny face!"
Giovani laughed, slapping his knee. "That gets me every time!" he admitted with a chuckle.
Giovani's eyes widened. "Has anyone ever told you that you look like..."
Giovani's gaze shot to her face. "I think they're kinda cute," he told her.
Ariel fluttered her lashes. "Aww, thanks!" she said.
"Well, I should finish meeting the other ladies," he said with regret. He was really enjoying his time with Ariel. She had a great personality!
Giovani's gaze darted to the TV and then back to Gwen. "Umm... so can you tell me something about yourself?" he asked.
Gwen blinked, glancing back at him. "What?"
Staci hooked her thumb towards the other side of the livingroom. "I saw her and glasses-chick head in there."
Jason clasped his hands on his knees and sighed. "Well, I should probably go meet her," he announced.
No response from Gwen.
Alrighty then, he thought as he stood up. Not much of a talker, is she?
"Hi, I'm Giovani. Nice to meet you," he greeted Dominique. "I think you're the last lady love to greet!"
"Well," Dominique hedged, "I grew up in Bridgeport. I absolutely love city life!"
Staci shrugged. "I'm not worried about a few cooties," she said defensively.
Giovani shook his head with amazement. "Sorry, that's just gross," he told her, his inner neat-freak trait rearing it's head.
They had a full day ahead of them!