"And if.....i would." Analise replies, and she takes a seat beside the man, and smiles just for appearances. The two could pass for friends, the way she sat beside him.  "I am new to these parts, not sure how things work, just yet." Analise says and puts her arms out to embrace the stranger and whispers in his ear, "I have money. Tell me what you have." Analise kisses his cheek and sits back smiling warmly. She's a coy one, that blonde-haired beauty, and can lay on the charm quite thick, that people passing by only consider the two old chums, by the way Analise carries on. She takes a drag from her lit cigarette and exhales into the cold night. "Certainly cold out, eh?" she remarks, in attempts to remain normalcy with her new *friend*<br/><br/>The cold air has a mysterious feel to it; perhaps its the lager or that she could quite possible get picked up on a possession charge. Though her focus is on the man and her need for a fix, she is also scanning her  surroundings. As far as she can gather, the pair seems nothing out of the ordinary.