Evie & John Murphy
Evie went to her third date with a glass of soda in hand. As much as she wanted to grab a drink, she knew she wouldn't be served here because she didn't have her fake ID anymore. Ah well. That was what happened when she frequented the Wyrm and the Den, where she didn't get carded.
She got paired with a reasonably attractive man and she grinned. Attractive was always good. "Hi, I'm Evie. I don't bite, not unless you ask," she introduced herself. "I dance at the Den sometimes, maybe you've seen me?" It was possible, after all.