Kara pulled on the cigarette in her mouth again, watching as a man walked up to her with a smile. She raised an eyebrow at him, looking towards the guy that was groaning on the floor, now being picked up from some other patrons, possible friends of his, and walking him away. He wasn't as badly injured as many may believe. A broken nose perhaps. Bruising for sure. Wouldn't surprise her to see him again with a black eye or two. Though she highly doubted he would come back or that she would ever see him again.<br/><br/>Kara pulled out the short cigarette from her mouth, now just a bud about to die out. She squashed it into an ash tray as the new guy began to introduce himself. She stopped when he mentioned 'family' and she looked up at him again. She began to take in how he looked. Nicely dressed. Put well together. She could smell a fragrance coming off of him as well. Not strong enough to give her a headache but just enough to know it wasn't his natural scent. She leaned over the counter towards him, resting her arms crossed underneath her on the counter. She tilted her head for a minute, as if judging whether she trusted him which in all honesty didn't but decided to roll with it. "Nice to meet you Chester." She smiled back at him and leaned away. "Would you like something to drink?"<br/><br/>She wondered if he would even order anything. Not that he probably didn't drink but she could tell this wasn't his scene. He smelled nice. Bar patrons don't smell nice. Though she welcomed the nice scent, it brought her guard up as well. She was use to bar people. She wasn't use to... him.<br/><br/>She gave a soft chuckle when he mentioned her little 'happening' with that bar patron earlier and gave him a cheeky grin. "Why thank you. It was the most fun I had all day." She paused, leaning against the back of the bar as she studied him again, her grin and chuckle gone from her face. "So, you're part of the family, huh? What brings you here? Greeting the new newbie?" She grinned at him playfully, curious of his answer. Him suddenly appearing wasn't an awful surprise, when you join a gang they're bound to show up at your work place at some point, especially if it's a bar. However, she was still a little taken aback. Maybe it was just hard for her to believe him to be part of the AOC, but then honestly who was she one to judge?<br/><br/>Before he could answer, a woman appeared seemingly well acquainted already with Chester. Kara watched the woman waltz right in and she had to grin at her behavior. She always liked a woman who didn't care what others thought and had the confidence and independence to live their own way. She respected it. She nodded to her, "I''m Kara. Pleasure to meet you."<br/><br/>When the woman picked up the other man's glass, Kara couldn't help the shit eating grin that spread across her face at the woman's reaction to the shitty drink the man had ordered. "Cheap ass liquor always taste like cat piss, but it's the easiest to get drunk off your ass. Would you care for something better?" Kara jerked her head to the bar's back wall behind her that showed off all the liquor they show cased. Some of that shit was actually quite expensive though no a lot of people ever bothered to pay for it besides those special few quest the old man would have over sometime. Generally for their game in the back room. Every so often someone will ask for an expensive glass though and a lot of regular patrons will come in for special occasions and get something expensive.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"They admire it from afar"</span>" The old man would say.<span style="font-style: italic">"Show it off, they'll stare at what they can't have then one day when they have the money they'll pay for it just like that."</span>Kara didn't know if he was full of shit or a great business man. The bar was still afloat, so she had to give him some credit.<br/><br/>"By the way," Kara spoke up. "I heard a bit of... gossip you could say that we lost some territory the other day." She paused, grabbing the dirty glass from the counter, throwing out the cat piss drink and began to wash the cup. "That true?"