Pepper stood outside of the Byzantine, observing the building and wanting something to help cool the little stone of fury sitting hot in her gut. @Bishop . She was going to talk to Bishop.
Well, no, First, she was going to listen. As much as the thought made her cringe, she had said she wanted to know what he was attempting with... that. It wasn't a complete lie. She had just hoped to put it off long enough that she didn't have the urge to induce Violence at the sight of him first.
She took a slow breath in and let it out as slowly as she could, letting it leak out of her body and deflate her coal of anger a little more. Ready as she could be now, she headed inside and asked for the reservation under Andrew Preacher.