Susan McCarthy enters a certain bar under renovations, walking up to the bartender up at work. "Glass of water, and a packet of sugar please." Pushing a stray hair out of her eyes, taking a seat at the bar, hoping to see a few specific people enter the bar.
She glances over at the bartender. "I normally don't do this, but.." Nodding her head slightly. "Good bye Sean. I would say its been fun, but I tend to find stretching the truth a lie at times."
