Ah, some headway. Loomy rose up off her elbows and shifted towards the young male fenling. This was rather unexcepted of him, she had been prepared for him to ignore her--or try to at least. "Iiyazu," she repeated in a soft, cooing voice. "Quite a handsome name.
"I'm Luminious, though Loomy suits me just fine." Her tone had returned to its normal, bubbly range for this statement. She placed her hand on the next closest bar stool; a sort of unofficial marker that she may or may not be using it soon. With her other hand she pushed a curled lock of passtel blue and jet black hair away from her golden eyes.
"So, Iiyazu, what do you think of this place so far?" It was a legitimate question--he had, after all, been sitting here when she had walked in. Besides, a young man with such qualities as he had at first glance should not be left hanging for conversation.