So she was sitting in the Hogs head, a cloak covering her black mini skirt and green blouse. She was trying not to look around as she ordered some firewhiskey from the bar and then moved to a table and waited. Sure, she was starting to feel more confident about being able to defend herself with her training, but she really didn't want to be getting into a fight in this bar. Especially with its patrons. She just wanted to see Rhett, spend some time relaxing and enjoying herself, before she had to head back to London. She couldn't believe how much she missed her friends.



