>> You promised one day we could, it's what you said on the phone

[witchmaker]

[ Currently, she's sitting at the bar once more, wearing a black and white dress and looking solemn. She's wearing long black gloves, which she stops to adjust now and then, but otherwise she's entertaining herself with a matchbook and a tall glass, lighting matches and watching them burn, then tossing them into the glass so they wink and go out. ]

Comments

[buckingbronco]

You look nice.

[witchmaker]

I told you, I ain't gonna da-- [ She looks up at Dino, then grins sheepishly. ] Oh, right. Plane. Heya, Dino.

[buckingbronco]

Hey yourself. [Leans against the bar] Were you doing something special?

[witchmaker]

[ She sets the matchbook down. ] Girls night out with Liz and Betty. They're off dancin', so I thought I'd hang out here a bit.

[buckingbronco]

You didn't feel like dancing? [Picks up the matchbook, examining it.]

[witchmaker]

Not with any of the guys there. Liz and Betty wanted to flirt, but I just wasn't into it, y'know? [ She dumps the wet and blackened matches from the glass out into her hand. ]