Liane/OOC Glance

From Masq
Alex: Put some pants on! Or come over here a bit...
Alexandra: Old books and cranky cat? We must form an ALLIANCE.
Beck: Awww, you're so swee-- oh god someone save-- DON'T KILL HIM BECK!
Crystal: *wolf whistle*
Damian: Release your inner hippie. Get High. Hug the Damian.
Deacon: He might scare little children, but he's a total sap for his lady!
Fred: Aren't you a charmer? :D
Gareth: No sleep = Cycling through grouch and awesome!
Gustavo: Our very own (ex) Marine! Why is your shirt still on again?
Hank: Native American: check. Laconic: check. Child birthing hips: NO!
Harry: Mr. Miyagi was cuter than you. But you'll do.
Hayden: Our very own pretty pop princess! Keep Alex in line!
Jai: He can keep up with Petra.
Joel: Our very own drama llama. Poor woobie!
Karuvar: Oh Karuvar, you're so naughty.
Katie: She's ONLY EIGHTEEN :|
Lucid: It's like an ADHD oversized puppy! CAN I KEEP IT?!
Morgan: Your unofficial one-stop shop for help!
Natsuki: Tall asian with a clockwork fetish? I am unsurprised.
Nathan: With such a sexy bald head, you really should be...weirder.
Ophelia: Mee-ow! Handle with care and possibly gloves, ladies and gentlemen. Especially gentlemen!
Peter: I think I need a shower. And not a cold one.
Petra: You'll get tired just looking at her too long, if you're not Jai.
Soba: Oh look, there's some trouble! Why don't you go jump in?
Trace: D'awww, minithing with anger issues! Do not look at her boytoy.
Weston: OMG HORMONES! Man I'm glad I'm not sixteen...
Wren: Our favorite wacky homeopathic shrink
Zack: A lot like Texas chili. Delicious and spicy!