Alone. Pfft. Who wanted to be alone? Not Uzume! She might have been a dawn goddess, but that didn't mean she favoured early nights, and after a full, chaotic day on her feet she liked nothing more than to unwind by immersing herself in the rumble of a crowd.
Her eyes roamed the bar as she sipped her margarita, pausing when they fell on a lone man in a booth, eyes downcast. He looked... vaguely familiar? Like maybe she'd seen him around once or twice, though not so often she could put a name to the face, and that was enough of a pretext to wander over. The light danced across the multicoloured sequins of her fitted skirt as she moved. When she reached his side, she saw the reason for his lowered gaze – he was sketching – and her face split into a bright, playful grin. "Ooh, do you take requests?"