gretchen watkins is the spice of life (toffer) wrote in changedrpg,
Gretchen took a moment to turn towards the person who'd settled beside him, finishing her whisky before she returned his smile. "Sirius, I presume," she responded, making no attempt to hide her examination of him. He wasn't too bad looking, not at all. She rather liked his scruffy hair and there was something about the smile that curved his lips that made her mirror the expression.
"Whisky?" she asked, signalling to the bartender to order for him.