Who: Dominique and OPEN What: Random happenstances in bars When: Sunday evening Where: A bar in Southern California
Dominique had been at the office for almost 48 hours straight. Sometimes the amount of work she was assigned was more like the job of three people. It would make more sense for her to have an assistant than the Undersecretary, but she wasn't going to argue. At least they'd told her not to come in for a few days. Dominique needed some sleep. But when she'd gone home and tried to get some, she woke up with thoughts of a certain person. Fantastic. Her sleep schedule was entirely off and it was 7 in the morning her time. She still felt like it was evening. She knew what she needed right now was to get out and go to a bar. Possibly just get entirely trashed, speak to no one, and apparate home while she was still able. She had no idea why she'd chosen Southern California, other than the fact that it was still mostly warm in December and the bars would still be open.
Apparating there after a quick shower, Dominique walked in and sat herself at the bar proper. She was wearing jeans and sneakers with a form fitting shirt. While she hadn't dressed to impress, Dom clearly was garnering the eyes of most of the people at the muggle bar. Not that she'd noticed or cared.