First entrance.

[scarred_grin]

[OOM: All in a day's work. Small warning for language and a bit of glossed-over sexual content.]

--already bracing herself for an agony that does not, somehow, arrive.

(The woman: a lean redhead of just-above-average height, in a little black dress perfectly suited to a night out with the cultural elite)The door closes behind her, and she stands

Comments

[missginnytonic]

Red hair gets her attentions as she smiles looking over.

[scarred_grin]

A fellow redhead can't be all bad, right?

Well, she can think of one she'd rather not run into here, but it's been a long time since she's seen him, so...

"Good evening," she says with a nod and a bit of a smile.

[missginnytonic]

Ginny nods.

"Hello there."

[scarred_grin]

"You look familiar," she says, taking a few steps closer.

Not in the sense that she really thinks they've met, but that when you've met enough people, sometimes they do look alike.

"Have we met? New York, possibly?"

[missginnytonic]

Ginny looks at her

"I don't think so. I've never been to New York."

[scarred_grin]

"No?" She looks disappointed. "Somewhere else then? London, perhaps. I haven't been there in quite a while, though."

[missginnytonic]

"Likely, London, I live there or close to it."

[scarred_grin]

"London," she says, "I knew it. Good old London. Have you ever been to the coffee shop run by... what's his name again? Nice man, writes some poetry on the side, really knows his way around a latte."

[missginnytonic]

"It's possible. I like latte and go to this small little shop when I'm in London, but I have no idea what the name is.":

[scarred_grin]

"There," she says with a grin. "There, you see? Must be the same shop. Tell me, how are the lattes here? I haven't been able to get a good one since I left London, not even in Austin."

Sorry so slow life went Poof we will keep you busy

[missginnytonic]

"I think they are pretty good. The bar makes the best ones there is. When she's not napping."