Moving city always took it out of Aezur, and this time was no different. The first thing he had done after leaving his luggage in the hotel room was turn right back around and walk down to the bar. "I'll take one of your mickey-est whiskeys. No, actually! One for the house. I'm celebrating my big move. This time I'm gonna make it. This time..." 

After a long day of work, Morte_Rossa walked down the street a couple blocks to the bar. It was a decent looking bar right across the street from a hotel, so she figured it was safe. Just in case though, her bodyguards were always following her around. She turned and looked over her shoulder to make sure they were close but not too close as she pushed the door open. She quickly made her way up to the front of the bar and sat down on a bar stool.

She looked to her right and realized she had seated herself a stool down from one of her associates, Aezur. She waved at him as she scooted down a seat, inviting herself to his little party. He looked lonely, or at least that's what she told herself, and she certainly didn't like drinking solo!

She said to the bartender, "Can I get us a few shots of your finest Whiskey please? I may order some more after awhile! Thanks!"

When the shots were served, she clinked her shot against Aezur's shot, which he had yet to pick up.

"Well, you look like you needed some shots and some company so I'm here, now drink your shot!" She said after gulping down her first shot. "How long have you been seated here by yourself?"