For the better or worse of things, Marisa was just one of those network posts that Ciel had not managed to get around to looking through. Of course, that wasn't to say he hadn't seen her around town -or the gym, in more recent days. So when he happens to notice her lounging over in the snack back, he pauses on his way in and seems to contemplate things for a moment before making his way over.

"You're gonna have to excuse me if I sound like a creeper, but aren't you the girl from the arcade? Ya know, pretty much the only one that plays any of the bullet-hell-type shooters?" His curiosity seems to be written on his face to the extent that only a flashing neon sign would have made it obvious. But curiosity not withstanding, his particular demeanor seemed harmless enough at the moment.

Of course, if Marisa had been listening to some of the audio posts on the network, his voice would probably sound familiar.