Who Are You?

He had barely arrived at the porch of the building when the door to the apartment opened and an extremely beautiful young lady stepped out of the house. 

George's initial reluctance evaporated as he took in the sight of the auburn-haired woman. 

She had an aura of elegance and a hint of danger that instantly piqued his curiosity. He could smell a challenging encounter coming and strangely, he seemed to love it.

"Good evening," he greeted, flashing his most charming smile.

The lady raised an eyebrow and when she saw the handsome man in front of her, she had to do her best not to drool. 'Were there still people this handsome?'

She was clearly blown away by George's looks but she also realized that she had never seen him around the neighborhood before. "Good evening. Can I help you with something?"