Thomas didn't waste time getting to the bar Jax had named. It didn't take him long to single her out, either. She made quite a picture at the bar, with her drink in hand.
Thomas sidled up behind her, onto the stool next to her. He didn't have to touch her to feel the magical energy around her, though it was somewhat muted, it was there, burning right beneath the surface.
"What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?" Cheesy, but then wasn't that one of Thomas' traits?