Who: Charlotte, open to anyone supernaturally inclined
Where: The Vault
When: Monday night, July 26th
Ever since her discussion with Lindsey, Charlotte had wondered what it would be like to partake in an activity outside of work. So, after a particularly gruelling day (Which, sadly, involved She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named), she decided to go to The Vault. Given that she had a vested interest in the supernatural, she was allowed in without question (Of course, the fact that she
reeked of Wolfram and Hart certainly helped).
She walked over to the bar and gracefully sat down on a stool before ordering herself a Scotch. She was still dressed in her work attire, which consisted of heels, a tight skirt and a matching shirt and jacket, open, as always, to expose her magnificent cleavage. Her thick, black oval glasses perched on her nose. She pused her full lips before taking a dainty sip of her drink.