Angel Wings bar, Safe Haven station

[Jihadjoe]

Juan grinned. Lutero was a trustworthy man, if mildly ridiculous, in Zavala's opinion. He nodded to Concordia.

"Well met, Senorita Concordia. I can't say much about 'Angels'... You're one of the first visitors we've had wandering in here, and the first who's started making comments about Angels. I'll make a guess you don't know much about who we are and what we do, otherwise the 'Angel' comments would be a little different, si?"

He paused for a moment and took a sip from his drink while listening to the girl's rather haphazard story.

"I'm Juan Zavala. I hold the title 'Fallen Angel', whatever that may mean... Cayman is a long way from anywhere, which is how we prefer it. Generally people only find us if they're looking. It seems like you weren't."

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[Yaoquizque]

"Juan Zalala honey?" She smiled teasingly.

Did she mispronounce on purpose? Didn't look like it. Maybe she was just stupid.
"I knew a Juan... He was always asking me to do nasty naughty things...
I'd rather call you... Hmm..."

She paused, thinking, and took advantage of it by asking to the bartender a fine refill.

"What about Juzaza honey? Sounds cute!"
Didn't sound like she was actually asking him his opinion on that one.

Taking a sip, she stared at him absent-mindedly.
"You said you are a fallen angel, hon'?
That means you don't love anymore?"

She then took a quick look around and added :
"And you're right... I never danced here. First time i visit this place! Why are you all so touchy about that angel talk?"

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