Ever alert, even when she looked completely oblivious, Bella caught sight of the girl motioning her over. She had no idea who she was - but she recognized the strawberry blonde next to her. Patience, from what she rememeber Pat saying. The bartender who'd been not quite subtle about not wanting Bella to have much to do with Ben. Christ, maybe she should be thinking her or something.
Of course, both of them were wearing those shirts and she had to wonder if maybe they were the shit-stirrers.
She didn't see Ben anywhere around them, though, so she figured it was safe enough to go ahead and see what they wanted. Making her way through the crowd, she nodded to Patience and then turned to the dark haired woman.
"Is Gwen even here tonight?" she asked, motioning to the shirts.