"I guess that answered my question..." She thought while she watched Ashfield placing the stool back in position. He sat back at his place and Cahoone emptied the rest of the bottle.
"Well, rarely happens that I end up in a bar after a patrol. I usually find something else to relax, today was just way too stressful for me. By the way, nice hit with that trash can." She looked at the trash can, it had taken damage from the treatment it received today. Natalie grinned. "And that tattoo is real, got it like three years ago when I turned eighteen. I like it and it's also quite important for me. Want to know what it symbolizes for me ?"
