Did she think her words would be taken as an invitation to actually have her play? Not really. But here they were. Taking another drink, debating if she wanted to let him touch her. Would it get her any information? Could be a tossup, but might give the guys some time.
Setting the glass down, finding a coaster to place over the top of it, because sketch ass bar.
Walking to the table, “Now how does a girl know you’re not a creep Bobby? Lots of scary shit going on out there lately.” Her walk slowing as a hand was run along the edge of the table, “I’m Sarah by the way.”
Hedgespun Jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, 2 bottles of water, gauze and medical tape, notebook with pencil, compact with mirror, cell phone on vibrate, drivers license Health 7 WP 3
Glamour 9/10