She turns around to see Davidson, noticing his outfit, much like hers - was a irregular sight amongst the regulars of the bar. "Hello there." she replies, slightly giggling as she finishes her statement, clearly aware of the Bretonian charm of the man before her. "I'm not surprised - When I came in from Galileo, Liberty Ships were concerned about my Neural Net GUID - Hadn't seen it on any database before, so I was escorted to Planet Denver once I was in Colorado to explain myself. But given the war in Bretonia, what with Leeds being compromised by Gallia, I'm not suprised that Liberty is on High Alert, a while back, Apparently Gallian Capital Ships were in California, started firing on Civilians.. bastards. At least, the Colony News Service said there was. I can't believe there wasn't a single damn Liberty Navy ship in the system when they reported it." She sighs, and walks with him over to the Booth, her body swaying every so gently as she leads.
"But..." she says as she sits herself down in the seat. "I don't think you called me here to discuss politics, right? Let's start with you - Who are you with, pray tell?
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