Darcy loved the snow. Being from New York, it didn't really bother her at all. What did bother her, were the aliens from Asgard always trying to take over Earth. That's what bothered her, about as much as the situation she had gotten herself in. With a heavy sigh, she would treck through the snow and head towards that bar she usually hung around at.
With the door pushed open, blue eyes would come to look towards Tequilla. "Hey Cowboy." She said with a smile on her features. Steps leading her inside as she came to take a seat on the counter, not far from him. "Surprised you're even open." She added as she came to rest her palms on the edge of that counter and watch this man for the moment.
From day one, Darcy and Tequilla had hung out, the more they did. The more Darcy was starting to actually like him, developing a small crush was never bad. Well, unless the mistress of death was to find out.