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“Ahhh,” she nods her head slowly as she listens to the girl before examining her face slightly, sure it looked like one she’d seen before but she didn’t really remember anything on the advertisement, when it came to Korea’s pop culture Steph’s knowledge was really lacking. Running a hand through her blonde hair she gives the female a warm smile, of course Steph knew of some groups but that didn’t mean she knew the music of the members names. “Oh yeah I’m from a city in America, Gotham, have you heard of it perhaps?” She asks with a small smile, a lot of people hadn’t but maybe it was best they don’t hear of it. It was a literal madhouse of a city after all.

[ ♡ ] For someone who lived in Canada for a good part of her life, Wendy had prided herself in knowing the geography of that country and its neighbor, America, as well. But when the other girl does let slip of the name of her city, her brows crease thoughtfully in an attempt to try and recollect if she had heard it somewhere. She slowly shakes her head, unsuccessful in her attempts at trying to shift through her memory.  ❝ I actually haven’t, sadly. But I do know a good part of Canada so I do well when it comes to the trivia of that country. ❞ She muses lightly before propping her chin in her palm while leaning against the counter.  ❝ But it sure is nice to have someone to speak in English too. There are times when I feel like I forget the language. Not that my Korean is bad. ❞

Her lips wrap around her straw as she sips up her alcoholic sweet drink, it didn’t even taste alcoholic the only thing that made it alcoholic was the sharp hit at the back of her throat. Steph was similar to Wendy in the sense she could get along with most people, or at least start up a conversation with them. “Well actually I am a fan of the cake too… But the billboard had a bunch of girls on there so I don’t think it was a cake advertisement,” she muses a little with a small grin. “Oh I’m Stephanie, but most people call me Steph, Wendy’s a nice name though!”

[ ♡ ] ❝ Well I can ascertain to you that I am indeed a part of that bunch of girls. ❞ She lets out a laugh, finding the statement rather amusing since it wasn’t often that she came across someone who was neutral about her group. She then didn’t need to have to worry about having to deal with fake kindness and forced niceties about how they liked her group. Coming from an agency such as hers, she had learned to stay on high alert at all times anyway.  ❝ Thank you, Steph. Yours is so lovely too. And guessing by your name - you must be fluent in English. Or am I wrong? ❞ Her curiosity piqued, she slips away into the language she was just as comfortable in when  not having to converse in Korean.

Steph tried to make sure she remained sober enough to remember the events of the night that had occurred before she met the older female. Steph herself, a chatty being, she loved conversing with anyone and everyone but Korea was more conservative than America, conversations with strangers weren’t just held in the streets like they could be in America. “Ohhh, music video release,” she repeats the words with a small smile. Another of the entertainment industry, the industry which confused Steph no doubt it was different from the American industry. Following the other female’s action, she too leans in closer to her, ears twitching slightly with interest as she listens to the girl speak, “uhm… I think I’ve seen you on a billboard? I know it’s a cake too…”

[ ♡ ] Perhaps it was the fact that she could get along great with just about anyone and even more so when intoxicated that her manager had insisted upon accompanying the idol to the bar. But as someone who maintained her poise and calm, Wendy was given the benefit of doubt to strike up small talk with the girl. Ignoring the stare that was burning through the back of her head, the vocalist focuses upon the conversation, her expression brightening at the words of the other. ❝ I hope you didn’t see a billboard of the cake because then you’re just getting my hopes up high. ❞ A light tingling laugh escapes her lips as she tucks away a stray piece of hair behind her ear. ❝ But I’m Seungwan or Wendy, as most people call me. What’s your name? ❞