Annie tucked her phone into her back pocket after Hailey's last text, weaving through the evening crowd to go whisper in Angel's ear about the late arrival with the last name Brennan. The one arriving by taxi with a suitcase. Let her in, alright? And stick her suitcase in the back.
That was how Hailey got in without paying cover and Annie nearly got tackled before she got to turn around and discover she was approaching. The brunette grinned and threw her arms out wide. This wasn't the eighteen year old she'd seen at a few college parties just before Hailey took off for California, and before she left for New York again. This Hailey was all grown up. "HAILEY! Hey!"
"Alright you, let's get you a drink." After a flight like that--at least eight hours, if not more--the girl needed a drink. Annie left an arm looped around her shoulders as she led her back towards the bar. "What's your poison? It's been too long." It was too early for the St. Paddy's drinks to be in full swing, but they did already have everything available and the decorations were going up bit by bit.