Who: Rebecca (Ruby) and Clyde (Scotty). Where: A bar in LA. When: Monday evening 7/27. What: Meeting for drinks. Warnings: Some language? To be determined.
Rebecca sat in a corner table at the restaraunt/bar that she'd suggested for her meeting with Clyde, ordering a beer from the tap, just so that she'd have something in her hand to keep the boys at bay. She'd gone casual/dressy for the evening--a nice outfit, fresh make-up, a little extra bounce in her ruby-red hair--but nothing too fancy. Didn't want to overdress on a first date...if it was a date.
She fingered the silver cross necklace that she'd taken to wearing again, just to spite Ruby, and chewed her lip. Really, she would just be happy to hang out with someone who didn't have an older brother with a vendetta against he. Or "plans" to use her in some good-versus-evil gambit. She wasn't expecting a knight in shining armor...but she could certainly do with a friend. Or at least a non-enemy.