Dressed in a pale pink button down shirt with the first few buttons undone so that his smooth tan chest could be seen, he had on dark slacks and necklace with a cross hanging from his neck. He looked fashionable and hot, the pink looked manly on him. His cuffs were rolled up and he was standing at the pool table, shooting pool with a kid that he recognized from school. He wasn't on the swm team though or track. Most wasn't surprised to see the french born native here. He was far more outgoing and hip then most of the professors at Spencer. He envied the youth, they should enjoy their freedom and time will they can.

It can all be ripped away from you in a instant. He leaned on his pool table, music blasting and kids and some adults dancing around and having a good time. He had been asked to dance by more then enough females. Though he had to turn them down, he wasn't in school. He could flirt though still, he guessed he wasn't in a dancing mood. He looked to the pool table studing the boy's spot, damn he's good. Corin shook his head and smiled. "You're going to suck me bone dry." He said before reaching into his pocket and tossing him his thirty bucks he won.

"Or I just need practice." He had to raise his voice a little over the music and a nearby girl made a sound. Must had been his accent, ladies love it. He shook his head before rubbing a hand through his hair. After telling the kid he'll get back to him if he wanted to play another game he moved to order him some food. "Cory, nice to see you out among the hormones ridden fuckers. Finally someone I don't need to card." Nicky said before Corin gave him that smirk. "I don't know if that's a compliment or you calling me old." Corin said with a laugh as he order his usual which are chilly fries and a burger. He have grown to enjoy American food.

He leaned against the counter as he waited turning to scan the crowd.