You are sitting next to a tall woman from [name_m]New[/name_m] [name_m]York[/name_m] City. She is wearing head to toe black and her head is buried in a book about Italian fascism as she drinks a San [name_m]Pellegrino[/name_m]. She’s American, but speaks a bit of [name_m]French[/name_m] whenever she can. She has a lightly freckled face, blue eyes, and long, natural brunette waves. She’s fiercely desired, but only has eyes for her ex-lover who lives across the country. He’s a poet and she’s addicted to him. She doesn’t fall often, but when she does, it’s forever. She’s highly educated and comes from a family of successful business people, but art and expressions are her reasons to exist. Composed and mysterious are words often used to describe her by men try to assess her personality.
She sees you eyeing her from across the room, so she walks over to introduce herself with an unmistakable confidence.
And her name is?