Consul Diane Blane tried to get some distance between her life and herself - and gaining distance really fast, is being achieved best in the next available bar.
"Shhh - Hey - You!"
Diane could not even take a seat and order the largest bottle of scotch when some sort of thug approached her.
"Someone, someone gave me this message! I should deliver this for him! Yes, yes."
It was a little miracle that this thug really delivered the message, instead of bailing with the credits he got paid previous to the delivery.
Diane took the letter and used it as a table mat for her drink.
"No, noooot today!"
She made a sip from her glass. It was pretty obvious that she was bursting with curiosity.
Diane would leave the bar soon to write something back.
Hopefully not as drunk as she targeted for, once entering the bar in the first place.
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