Who: Diana Meade Jackson and Open What Random conversation When: Sunday afternoon Where: The saloon Warnings: TBA but probably none Status: Open/On-going
Diana knew it wasn't exactly the kind of place a proper young woman went, but she wasn't always entirely proper and besides, she'd been in town and needed to bring her husband his lunch. There was nothing wrong with being in the saloon for a little bit because of that. She just wasn't planning on staying in there very long.
She vaguely knew who most of the people that were in the saloon's employ were, because of Nico's working there, but she didn't know them personally. That didn't stop her from nodding to them as she made her way towards the entrance. She was also trying to stay out of everybody's way, at the same time. Which meant that as she managed to stay out of one person's way, she managed to run into another. Diana didn't even notice if it was one of the bartenders or a saloon girl or a patron, she was too busy making apologies.
"Oh, no, I am so sorry! I hope you're alright," she said, putting a hand out to catch whoever it was. "I'm so, so sorry."