There it was. That screwed look on Gwens face. Once that order of scotch was brought, she wasted no time in taking a shot right away. Already she brushed blonde hair from her face and looked to Kitty for the moment. If she hadn't done the thing with her hand, she'd think she was crazy. "How are you certain of it? I.. I haven't had any dreams."
She was curious, how many more were out there? Was the net a means of drawing these people out? She was curious and needed answers. "Tell me everything." She said with a smile along her lips. This could be the story she needed. But now she was curious, was she anything special like Kitty and others?