"You always seem to be where I am," speaking to the all too familiar face, "just what is your name anyway?" Giving her all but famous smirk on her face, "You tell me your name and I'll tell you mine."
—- The man gave her a grin in return, shoving his hands in his pockets rather than going for a cigarette. “That’s true, it does seem like quite a coincidence.”
He admired her spunk—-
Clearing his throat and holding out his hand, the tone of his words were light and amused. “Sarutobi Asuma.”