With a smile on her face, Minerva walked cheerfully through the Alley and contemplated her options for the evening. She was thinking about the new pair of denims she had purchased the other day that were very tight and made her feel damned sexy. Maybe she would were those with her favourite green top...
Startled, Minerva whipped her head around at the voice and her smile faltered just a little. Who was-?
Oh right - the drunk werewolf wannabe she thought to herself.
"Well hello to you to," Minerva said, smirking. "I'm surprised you remember who I am," she observed, still walking.