“You’d guess right. You didn’t turn into a mind reader while I was gone didcha?” Hailey wasn’t there yet. Drunk specifically, though she could feel a good buzz sinking through her brain like an anvil in slow motion. Still a more pleasant sensation than anything she’d had before she walked in. Glad in the knowledge that at least she wasn’t a morose or doomsday kind of drunk because she was pretty sure that’s where she was heading. More chatty and touchy feely with a side of giddy than anything though this time she decided to just play with her straw than take another drink. “He’d probably be all smiles if I knocked on his door, but that’s... It’s not the conversation we need to have.”
Her smile seesawed to one side with that thought and if Annie had been on her side of the bar Hailey probably would have gone as far as to temporarily resting her head on the other woman’s shoulder. “Well that’s good, settling down. I mean I know back in the day you traveled a lot with that band, right? You seemed like a bit of a nomad.”