"I don't know if she has," a voice spoke up behind her, as a tall, whited haired man that looked more like he belonged in a ninja film than anything else stepped out. "But, you, miss, are lucky enough to have been stuck with the best lab partner for just this kind of experiment." Really, why was this not happened more often?

He took a small bow, totally not admiring her (yes he was) to see what type of assets she had (and not the brain kind). Well...she was not bad looking at all. Maybe a nice eight on ten on the good looking girls scale.

"I'm Jiraiya, one of the sannin from the same world as Sakura. Has she talked about me?" She better have talked about him.

[OOC : I seriously apologize everything about him forever.]