by Winifred Winters » Wed Oct 22, 2014 8:37 pm
"I'm kidding," Winn says. She puts her arm around Veronica's shoulder and begins guiding her to the door. "Come on."
Things didn't look much better from the inside. The floors were dirty. The glasses were dirty. The patrons were dirty. It was generally a dirty place. A few rough-looking people glare at Winn as she walked with Veronica up to the bar.
"Yo! Two ales," Winn says, tossing some money on the bar.
The bartender eyes her warily, but takes the money and returns with two drinks.
"Cheers," Winn says, handing Veronica one.