"Fuchs, get Eichel on daily cleaning duty for an entire month." Freya pauses. "...bitte." She remembered that she isn't actually allowed to give orders to Fuchs now that he outranks her when it concerns the Widerstand so she had to actually ask nicely.
As the bar is suddenly disturbed by the newest visitor she frowns. "Is that supposed to be.. Rheinlandisch? I'm so glad you never tried that McFarlen." She glances at the glass she receives. "And why did she give everyone beer. Some people might still need to fly." Then rather unexpected coming from Freya: "I do wonder what it tastes like though.. never tasted it." She looks up when Lizzie starts to introduce herself, leaving her drink for what it is. Yet there's no rant about how a guerrilla-fighter should behave or dress. This new woman is in fact so very much unlike Freya that she has caught her curiosity.
"Aktivist... McLowell? Come here and sit down, bitte." She gestures at the empty seat opposite to her, which happens to be next McFarlen, unintentionally dividing the table in two Rheinlanders on one side and two foreigners on the other. Typical for Freya, she goes on without introducing herself, hoping that McLowell does not recognize her from any scary stories she might have heard from other members. "You appear to be a rather... unusual figure here. What brings you here?"
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