Amanda wandered into the bar, it had been a hard day so she hadn't bothered to get dressed up. Still covered in grease, oil and who knows what else she wiped her hands on her jeans and grinned at the barman. "I'll have something strong, got to forget about this damn stork for a while. I'll tell you what, when you dream about work you got problems.." Amanda's biggest problem was she was too much of a socialite, although a good engineer working for Deep Space Engineering, she needed the night life to keep her going. After all, she was a Manhattan girl through and through.
After getting a drink of some sort of Bretonian Scotch, she glanced quickly around the bar, seeing Willis she shook her head and muttered "Well, fancy seeing him here...." Taking a sip of her drink she carried on looking around the room. To her dismay, there was really nothing interesting. Some guy drinking water with a fancy PDA, people talking, and Willis. She sighed and took a seat near the bar waiting for some kind of excitement.
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