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Honestly, it wasn't often a woman caught Ronnie's attention too much. It was more the sort of thing he didn't have much more time than a roll and then be on his way. But this one, this Fox, she seemed like she had a way with words that was a little deeper than those he dipped his toes into. So a quick date to the bar to meet the woman for just a moment for a drink and a proper introduction. He was sure they pair would measure each other up quick enough.

Changing his scenery was easy enough. The bar wasn't terribly difficult to get to from his room that was shared with Wanda, so when arriving he made his way to the physical bar and walked around to the back. Taking a couple glasses out he set them on the bar. He poured himself a few fingers deep into his, and when he glanced up to see a woman coming in, he nodded.

"You said anything, so this," Ghost held up the bottle of aged whiskey. "This should do, yeah?" He didn't wait for an answer before pouring some into the second glass for her. His eyes went to hers and he smirked. This was already exciting. Over his years of fighting and training, there were things you picked out effortlessly. Such as the fact that Fox was a killer. She was trained, and trained in a way that he wasn't sure that he'd win in that fight. Well, he'd never admit it, but he'd sure try.

"Salud." He raised his glass to her as she got to the bar. He took a swallow of his drink. "So, have you played with any of the super natural yet?"