[ Devil's Compass ]
[ She doesn't really drink. Socially, sure, she can have a bit of wine and some pies require ingredients slathered in rum and liqueur but she isn't enough of a drinker to seek out a bar in the middle of the afternoon. No, this is just curiosity and a need to explore her new home. Maybe even a way to kill some time and not think about... well, everything she's trying so hard not to think about.
She steps in through the door with some trepidation, although her voice doesn't betray it. Confident as they come, this one. ]