Re: at the bar - 8 p.m. - open
"Whoah there cowboy." Quick reflexes and old habits helped her grab a few of the green gummies out of the air and pop them in her mouth. Oh man these were dangerous, they hardly tasted like alcohol but were obviously alcoholic.
Raven sat herself at the bar beside the man, more than a little odd with his energy and messy appearance. But that was fine by her, who was she to judge someone for going against the norm, "These little shits are terrible for you, sneaks up on ya'." Didn't stop her from taking a few for herself though.