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The dark haired girl is looking at him particularly shocked. He's not bad looking but she didn't see what everyone else saw. "So you must be Christian Grey. I've heard a lot about you, from articles on the internet and whatever." The model was currently at a party which was chock full of Seattle's elite. A welcome home party for her of all people. Whoopty fucking do. Though she'd not expected at all to be graced by the presence of the illustrious elusive Christian Grey. She was drunk as hell at the moment, she'd had three cosmos, and two shots. Good thing she knew how to hold her liquor. "From the looks of it, you've got to be a freak in the sack."