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[Elizabeth Wade]

Elizabeth returned looking very very thoughtful, as if she couldn't shake the phone conversation from her mind. She retook her seat, trying to shake it from her mind, and found a new face amongst them and was happy for the distraction.

"Sorry 'bout that guys. I get a lot of work phone calls over the holidays, and charities are just notorious to have last minute emergencies and requests." Though that request might not be one she could honor.

Back to business...

She signaled the bartender. "Double scotch."

[Emily Makerith]

Emily hears a familair voice and spins around with a smile. "You big lug. I know you said you'd be back but..." She screws up her eyes and shakes her head, before leering at him without malice and punchihng him on the arm. "Shoulda called me, numbnuts."

She offers the others a small smile, flicking her har back at the compliment. "No relation, but we think on the same page a lot. Bleeds Well was one of the last here with me. I always found Full moons easy to work with." She waves a hand. "Bleeds, that's Lizzy Wade, Dancing Storm Lord."

The Crescent looks around the room at the gathered wolves, pulls a tobacco pouch out of a pocket and begins rolling a cigarette. "You may have both missed it with calls and only just arriving, but if you wanna meet up at my place to discuss working together... well, it'll save us drinking these folks fine place dry." She offers the wolf behind the bar a cheeky wink.

.... And I will remember to open it this time, probably after Christmas

[Bleeds Well]

The Rahu gives Tristan a feral smile. "Always a pleasure to meet more People." His eyes catch the returning Storm Lord and makes a presumption about her based on her excuse, moments later Emily confirms his suspicions.

"Greetings Lizzy. Dancing Storm Lord? That some kinda new lodge?"

When Emily makes the invitation Bleeds slide off his stool and scoops up his bag. "Thanks for the hospitality as always Granny. Can I get a ride with somebody? Parking lot looks like a car show right now."

[Derek Johnston]

Derek glances over at Lizzy as she comes back into the room, giving a nod back to the Cahalith. "It's all good."

He turns back to Bleeds Well and takes another swig from his drink. "I'm technically from here but I've been gone for some years. I'm back home now to take care of some family business and see what I can do here to help," he says, chuckling deeply. "Scrapper? It involved me turning pieces of my wrecked bike into makeshift brass knuckles in order to help deal with an Azlu."

He turns to Emily and nods to her. "Sure. Your place then?" he asks, looking at the card that he got from her.

"I can give you a ride, Bleeds, but I've only got my motorcycle at the moment. The offer stands but I don't know if you wanna ride bitch."