Roxi clutched the big bag of McDonalds in her hand as she glanced around for a familiar face to eat lunch with. She had just gotten back from a lovely visit to the dentist. Hah, lovely was just such an overstatement. The reason she hadn't ate her lunch yet was she hated eating alone--it was also why she had bought extra. She got a lonely feeling and lonely feelings just weren't cool in her book. Brushing her brown hair out of her face, she spotted Riddle. Her face lit up and walked over him.

Today, she had dressed a bit more casual than she usually did. A white t-shirt with 'music is my religion' over a black tunic tank and a pair of skinny jeans. She'd paired the rest of her clothes with a pair of red patent leather pointed flats. She decided she'd rather be her natural height today. She'd pulled some of her hair back out of her face while the rest of it curled aboundlessly down her shoulders. She loved her hair. It was the one thing besides her legs where her vanity kicked in. Roxi probably would have worn something short if she hadn't been going to the dentist. Today her style had an 80s vintage feel to it.

The one thing everyone knew about Roxi was that her fashion tastes varied and stayed the same. Generally, she wore something short but one day it could be a sixties inspired mod dress or a short skirt with a grunge influence. Grinning to herself, she skipped over towards him. "Hola m'dear." Her eyes caught the side of his tray. "That doesn't look very...delicious...how about some McD's instead?" She raised the bag and sat down next to him. "I hear it's extremely fattening but worth the eating."

Yes, Roxi wasn't much of a fan of McDonalds but it had been on her way back in so she'd stopped and grabbed some. Sitting together, it wasn't rare that they got odd looks because they were so different looking. Everyone always seemed to judge based on apperance. It sickened her the way they thought that she was one way when they didn't even know her. A grin graced her face, "I have my ways such as taking guesses and then not taking guessings and already knowing."

"Dentist. My mouth is in tiptop shape according to him." He was a creepy dentist too boot. She couldn't be sure but she thought he'd hit on her a few times. It was awkward to say the least. Roxi couldn't wait to get out of there and the moment she had she'd let out the biggest sigh of relief. Digging through her purse, she found her Dior sunglasses and perched them on top of her head. "Pass me the fries and nobody will get hurt." Roxi loved potato anything. Stretching her legs out, she smiled at him. "So, what're the plans for today?"

Roxi on a general basis ignored the stares but there was someone who just kept staring and didn't know when to quit. "God, do they ever quit?" Believe it or not but Roxi wasn't in the best mood to be stared at constantly. It took her a lot fo to complain or get angry if she was having an okay day. Not so much today. Her mouth was sore from all the poking and the prodding. "I don't know why but their staring is irking me today for some reason." Taking a bite out of the fries, her brown eyes looked over at him and she gave a light smile. "Anyways...."

"Oh. Well, my dad's going to be in Los Angeles this weekend if you want to watch some movies tonight at my house you can. I'm even going to attempt to pop popcorn again." Roxi was notorious for being a bad cook. It was probably why she survived on fast food and microwave warming food. Of course, she also had this bad habit of burning even microwavable food. "Or whatever but yeah." She shrugged. Running a hand through her hair, she took a bite out of her fries. As usual she was completely clueless about the fact that her boyfriend wasn't really middle-class and that he was extremely rich. How he managed to pull this off was beyond anyone--for those that knew of his reality.