I've been reading books of old the legends and the myths

If Piper held any sort of sanity left within her, she might have forced herself to stop this ridiculous attempt at gathering the attention of the Hunter who so clearly had not wanted to see her again. After all, hadn't he done everything he could to not be forced to spend any more time with the young woman? He'd pushed her off of him in that adrenaline filled attempt of a kiss. He'd never given her his name, nor any contact information. He hadn't come home with her or accepted any of the flirting that she had attempted. Piper should have taken all of those things of a hint that their meeting was a one time, only because she was in danger meeting. But Piper lived in a world in which she craved adventure, and for one brief moment, he had given it to her. Even if she had been terrified, even if she had nearly been overpowered and ended up food to a maniacal vampire, she couldn't deny the way every fiber of her being craved more. She wanted more than mundane dinners with her family, where they insisted it was time for her to settle down or to find someone to get married and start a life with. She wanted more than for her only adventures to exist in the pages of books.

As Piper called out her not-so-smooth attempt at a greeting to the man she was "accidentally" running into, she was aware of the look of surprise upon his features. But her focus went entirely to the sharp snapping sound and the way that her body collided embarrassingly with the marble tile. The snap, which had been incredibly loud in the entryway, was nothing compared to the echoing thud of her body making contact with the ground. For a moment, Piper paused, trying to think of anything that could be said to diffuse the awkwardness that accompanied the (what seemed like) thousands of pairs of eyes on the pair. Her playful words resulted in a rolling of his eyes and a disapproving shake of his head that made her heart sink. This was certainly not the way she wanted to appear to the man, not this idiotic, giggling fool at his feet. God, what was she doing?

Piper reached out, grabbing ahold of her newly acquired underwear that rested underneath his feet. She barely waited for him to shift as she snatched it back into one of the shopping bags, her cheeks turning a hue that matched the underwear she tried to hide. His dismissive sigh brought her attention back to him, the tone of his voice only adding to her humiliation. Still, Piper took his offered hand to pull herself to her feet. She reached down, sliding the ruined shoe off of her foot. Somewhere in these bags existed a new pair of shoes that would suffice until she got home. "My heel broke," Piper replied, her irritation at the situation seeping into her voice. "I wasn't trying to do that." Though, she didn't admit, she had been trying to get his attention. She'd just hoped to do it in a way that wasn't so... humiliating.

The embarrassment stung, her cheeks continuing to be flushed as she turned her body away from the man to dig through the spilled shopping bags. She ignored the man until she found a new pair of shoes to replace the destroyed ones, only looking up at her companion once she was properly shoed - and a few inches taller from the replaced heels. "Believe it or not, I don't try to cause bodily injury when I say hi to people. It just seems that you bring that out in me." She reached up, tucking a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear as she peered up at the Hunter. "Perhaps that's one of your... abilities?" She gestured up and down then, indicating his body. "Maybe you affect gravity around you?" Piper paired the last statement with a smile, hoping to indicate that she was entirely teasing, though she doubted she came across as confidently as she had hoped. "In all seriousness, I recognized you and wanted to say hi. And to offer to buy you dinner and a drink. I never got to properly thank you after our last meeting." It was... mostly true, wasn't it? After all, she wasn't going to admit that she'd been hoping to arrange this very moment.