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[ she might not be the height of fashion, but she's a lot more comfortable than she was. it's a little after dark when betty finally figures out how to work the map and find the blood shack. still a creepy name, and from a guy who goes around naked in front of people she's bracing for a den of inequity. which she will be okay with, considering she is betty, sexual invert and deviant freak, seducer of preacher's daughters even when that isn't what happened at all that goddamn liar-- okay. okay, just go in. if there are naked men just beat a retreat. ]
Hello?
[ not... really how one casually enters a bar, but she's not comfortable enough yet to get her confident swagger back. ]