<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/faith_zpsvtmmwkjq.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Faith Mercer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Diner<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Hoodie, jeans, trainers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Andrea, Open<br/><hr/>"Well, this customer certainly appreciates the effort." Faith grinned, then leaned forwards. "So, has this place always been like this, or has it changed? And how come nobody seems to know about this town? I'd imagine a place as open and accepting as you say would have half the lesbians in the country queuing up outside to get in. Heck, I don't live all that far away, and I only heard about this place when the news about the birth rate coverup thingy came out."<br/>Another bite from the sandwich, and some of the milkshake went down, on of Faith's hands moving up before she caught herself and simply shifted in her seat to try and deal with the faint itch on her chest.