Jun 09, 2008 19:55
It's been some time since Kim was last here. She looks underfed, grubby, and scruffy around the edges again when she ducks through the door -- and surprised to be here. After a quick glance around, she allows herself a quick smile and trots towards the Bar.
Who immediately provides her with a tray and cloth. And a plate with a hunk of break and cheese on it, but the hint isn't exactly subtle.
Kim sighs. "Right, right. I ain't likely to forget."
Food comes first, though; she settles onto a stool and sets to with a will.
coyote,
jamie hamilton,
kim merrill