Merri/Ash | bar in the Theatre District | late-evening
Ash had been avoiding the Bazaar, content to relax in the Theatre District. Wasn't like she was expecting anything, and watching people trip over themselves to give obligated gifts was always entertaining. One of the reasons she didn't bother with Namorados - if someone got her something, she wanted it to be because they'd wanted to, not because they had to.
She was on her third virgin mixed drink - might as well get a little crazy, but with the potential for trouble being higher than normal, no need to fuck her chances if a fight came her way - when the man approached her. He looked vaguely familiar, but it took a minute to place him. When she did, her face broke out into a grin.
"Magey," she greeted, "how've you been?" He looked good - not being in the middle of a Faram-damned battle did that to people. "Been a while."