Re: at the bar - 8 p.m. - open
For someone who had been born into a crime family and never really considered another profession and therefore lived a number of lies--Raven appreciated people who were the opposite.
Including this loud weirdo, "For a minute, but you just pick up shit around you know?" Half truth, street performing was practically a standard job where she came from, and good training for pick pocketing. She sat up leisurely with a practiced motion, legs unfolding beneath her so she could ask for another beer like a normal person, "Ain't nothin' but a thing man." But she beamed still, pleased like anyone else would be at how impressed he was.