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Gwen had never done anything like a mixer before. In fact, she'd done everything possible to avoid such things since she was, quite possibly, one of the most awkward people when it came to flirting. In fact, her flirting game was nearly non-existent. Still, she had moved to DC in an attempt to make some changes in her life and prove to herself that she could survive on her own.

Of course, when she signed up for this mixer she hadn't thought she'd be paired with a 19 year old. Instantly she was much calmer about the whole evening as she had absolute no interest in doing anything but befriending someone who was 6 years her junior. Gwen was just much more interested in guys who were her age or older. Still, she did wonder what the people hosting the mixer were thinking.

None-the-less, with her red hair down, dressed in a red sweater dress, tights, thigh high heeled black boots, and a gray fashion scarf, Gwen manuvered her way through the crowd of people. Note in hand, she glanced down at it to confirm where she was suppose to meet up with Jayce. Of course, when she received the note with the white-out line, she had to hold it to the light to attempt to read it. Only a few words could be discerned but Gwen got the distinct impression that this boy was a bit of a troublemaker. Oh to be 19 again and want to drink and party all of the time.

Stepping into the 'Art Through Music' exhibit it didn't take Gwen long to find Jayce as he stood there contemplating Beatles song inspired art. She walked up to him and smiled. "Anything catch your attention? I am Gweneth by the way, but feel free to call me Gwen." She held a hand out to him.

Gwen blinked for a second before chuckling. "Right to the point, eh?" With a smile she shrugged. "It just doesn't agree with me. Too greasy and salty." She paused a moment before crossing her arms. "Now, mushrooms on the other hand are delicious and so good for you. I can't imagine how anyone wouldn't like them."

She had to admit that Jayce certainly had looks on his side. He'd certainly be breaking hearts on the dating scene, she had no doubt. Still, he had that baby face that was off putting for her, personally. Ah well, a night of enjoying company and making friends was well in order. It just meant she didn't need to try and flirt with anyone, which probably would have ended in disaster.

"So, what constitutes a boring person for you?" She leaned against the banister that worked as a barrier to keep people away from the art work. She pushed some stray hair back out of her face.

"I may have to give it a try then, one day, when I am feeling adventerous and am willing to possibly deal with the repercussions." She laughed and shrugged. "I unfortunately have a bad taste in my mouth for it now and I fear any sort of chinese food."

She raised a brow at the mushroom comment. "That's perfectly fine. Id on't know if I could associate myself with someone who could possibly hate mushrooms." Gwen said flippantly with a hand gesture. Unlike Jayce she went to the point of turning and looking as if she was about to walk away but glanced over her shoulder and laughed. "Seems we will have to agree to disagree on our taste of food." She settled back against the rail again.

"Hmmm...I could see how that would categorize someone as boring. Some people are wont to get stuck in their ways though but that doesn't mean they can't be interesting. You just need to push the right buttons."

She glanced at Jayce again as if assessing him. "So, tell me, how did a 19 year old feel the need to join a mixer? I have to say I'd be surprised if you didn't have a girl or two interested in you. Unless you came here more with the intent to gain more friends?" Tilting her head to the side, Gwen was genuinely curious. After all, she had joined because she was so new to the city, but if this was back in New York she wouldn't have bothered with such a thing as a mixer.

Gwen shook her head and laughed lightly. "Alright, alright. I get it! There's a lot of different types of chinese food. Maybe I'll try it again one day and make sure I am at a good restaurant." Jayce's enthusiasm and passion over the food was adorable. If anything she'd give it a try because of how adamant he was about the fact that she needed to try it again. She'd certainly remember him now though every time she passed a chinese joint.

"With smooth talk like that I am not at all surprised you have a girl or two." She laughed, but enjoyed the compliment none-the-less. It wasn't often she got them, and when she did she tended to shy away. Jayce though, being so much younger than her, was less a threat and more like a younger brother in a sense to her.

"I've never attempted a mixer before, myself. I have to admit, I didn't really know what to expect from it." She shrugged slightly. "It's been interesting so far and I think it's more useful for finding possible friends than actual dates. But, who knows, maybe someone here is finding the love of their life."

"Anyway, Would you like to continue browsing the gallery or do something else?"

"I...walked right into that." She laughed as Jayce mentioned the supply cupboard. "You're right, it would be terribly uncomfortable. I think I'll pass." Really, this boy certainly knew his way around women. It was certainly an interesting night to say the least and she felt calm around Jayce. Enough so to tease anyway.

"Now, that second idea sounds like a sound plan. Some entertainment while we browse around would be lovely. As for the Chinese..." She paused and sighed. "I think I can deal with that, but I may have to draw the line at chicken feet. I...why would you want to eat that?" And she wasn't teasing about that. Why the hell would anyone want to eat chicken feet? There couldn't possibly be anything good about it. They were nothing but skin and bones.

"Let's make it a quick browse though. I think my stomach may start revolting if I don't eat soon." She smiled.

Jayce's offered elbow didn't go unnoticed by Gwen. As odd as it was though, it was a bit of a step too far for her. At least right now. She may have been comfortable enough with the young man to joke around since he reminded her very much of her brother, she wasn't completely disillusioned that she barely knew the kid. So, instead of taking his offered arm she flashed him a grin and began to slowly walk away to begin leading them through the rest of the exhibit.

Jayce's descirption of chicken feet as they walked cause an involuntarily shudder to run down the woman's spine. "I think I'll pass on the chicken feet. They do not sound at all appealing despite whatever health benefits they may have. Considering that people swear that bugs are super healthy you definitely won't see me chowing down crickets either." She laughed despite the second shudder that went through her body at the thought of eating bugs or chicken feet. Why did I bring up bugs? I creeped myself out.

Still, despite the topic at hand, Gwen really was enjoying herself. Jayce was a good kid and was quite open and outgoing which worked well for her usual introverted tendencies. It also made perusing the art that more enjoyable as comments and critiques were made on random pieces.

After perusing the exhibit though Gwen was quite hungry and somewhat looking forward to trying out the chinese that Jayce swore was much better than the norm.

Exploring the museum with Jayce had been interesting. If anything he was amusing with his commentary and Gwen genuinely enjoyed herself. Bouncing from the mixer was not all that big of a deal to her at that point and she was quite happy to get food. Thankfully, the place Jayce had suggested was close and it didn't take them long to be seated.

Gwen made a face when Jayce said he was going to order. She'd be lying if she said that she wasn't nervous about what he had in mind. She pondered her options of protein, wondering what might be the safest to say before narrowing her eyes slightly. "I prefer chicken, but not...feet..." She said and raised a brow.

If Jayce had any want in her actually giving this whole Chinese food a try he'd have to present her with something that was to her palate and chicken feet, or anything that wasn't necessarily common to eat, was not going to be in his best interest. Especially considering she had, quite clearly, expressed how much she was not at all interested in chewing on bony, meatless feet. Blech.

"It's taking a lot to let me trust you to order. Though I did eye a mexican place on the way here so if all else fails." She shrugged. "I can make a stop on my way home." She offered him a smile to prove she wasn't going to be terribly harsh, but he was taking her out of her comfort zone here, so she hoped he respected that.