Zinda Blake was by no means a short woman, in fact there wasn't that many women that towered over her. But she'd seen stranger, she ran in circles which included some pretty interesting people.
Some people might have found the woman's height and build intimidating, but Zinda didn't really care in the least. So when the woman headed towards one of the only open barstools which was near Zinda she gave her a welcoming smile. "Evenin.'"