It's time for giant blue things at two dollars off.
So, there's a girl. In a bar. (No, this is not a joke. Or if it is, it's one of the ones this particular girl finds most amusing - no one else tends to, because they all end in blood and tears.)
Anyway, this girl's a new face in town - to both the supernatural community, and the mundane. She's dressed in a bright blue dress that reveals quite a bit of her (rather ample) chest, sitting on a bar stool with her legs crossed, one foot bouncing slightly to the background music as she sips at some blue drink in a giant margarita glass (it was two dollars off).
And she's studying the people, flashing a bright, adorable smile at anyone who happens to look her way. She's found that being in a new town, the best way to get the lay of the land is to hang out in bars. There's a feeling to every city that you can find easily, if you know what to look for. And Annie's had a good six or seven decades to develop that skill.
Anyway, this girl's a new face in town - to both the supernatural community, and the mundane. She's dressed in a bright blue dress that reveals quite a bit of her (rather ample) chest, sitting on a bar stool with her legs crossed, one foot bouncing slightly to the background music as she sips at some blue drink in a giant margarita glass (it was two dollars off).
And she's studying the people, flashing a bright, adorable smile at anyone who happens to look her way. She's found that being in a new town, the best way to get the lay of the land is to hang out in bars. There's a feeling to every city that you can find easily, if you know what to look for. And Annie's had a good six or seven decades to develop that skill.