Be it ever so humble..

[roadhouse_mama]

Who : Ellen Harvelle and others (open to anyone who'd like to come through)
What : Celebrating the Roadhouse (version II)
When : The evening of March 20th
Rating : pg-ish, probably some language
Status : Ongoing

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[grace_optional]

Leaving Castiel to his drink and his thoughts, Anna walked to the other end of the bar, where Ellen had discreetly removed herself while they were talking. She appreciated the courtesy, especially considering she'd put off coming over to say hello when she came in.

"Hi, Ellen," she said with a subdued smile. "The place is really nice. I'm sure it'll do great." She liked it better than any of the other bars she'd seen in town. Cleaner, quieter and less rowdy, among other things, though some of that was probably owing to the place's newness.

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Anna nodded. "That's fine. Though with any luck hands-on won't be needed too often." That was probably over-optimistic, but she could hope. "I don't feel like I'm very well-prepared for a place like this."

So far she'd had to ask Bobby for directions so she could help relocate his shoulder, had no idea what she might have been able to do for Reno and had all too happily fled the room rather than watch or help the others attend to Cas's hand. She was afraid sooner or later she'd come across something life-threatening, and that no one who knew what they were doing would be available.