Kieran always thought himself to be a pretty fun guy. He went to parties, laughed with his friends, and that night was no different. The music was playing, and for a moment he tried to simply figure out which one it was. He had heard it before, though not too often, but his thoughts were interrupted by a something he found to be almost painfully cliche. There was a girl by the drinks, and for whatever reason something inside him simply screamed that he had to talk to her. So he gave a smile to his friends, some dumb comment that he was getting a drink, and well he did just that. Along with priding himself in being a fairly enjoyable person, being smooth was another characteristic he'd add on. Not the kind to get any girl at any time simply because he could, but he wasn't too bad. He could hold his own at least. "Want help?" he questioned, leaning against the table lightly. In all honesty, he wasn't completely sure what she needed help with, but after adding everything together, and the fact that she had been there for a short time, he figured it wasn't anything he couldn't handle.