(Sorry - I forget to include this sometimes!)<br/>Name: Jessamyne<br/>Location: Booth on lower level<br/>Tagged: Wade<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Jessa sat back in the booth, sipping her drink, watching the patrons of the bar. She slid her foot back down as the late-comer to the group made his way toward her. Each one here was interesting and boring all at the same time. They had traits she found useful, others she saw as deplorable - even in miscreants. She wasn't here to judge though, just observe. <br/><br/>He stood in front of her, proclaiming they were in the same line of work - wondering if they shouldn't sit together to watch the rest in the bar.<br/><br/>'I'm Wade.' Hmmm....yes...A brow rose slightly as she looked him over a bit. <em>"And what line of work might that be Wade?"</em> She leaned her elbows onto the table, hands clasped together right at her chin as she looked up to him with a slight smile, violet eyes flashing. She didn't offer up her name. He seemed to know a little more than he should already.</span></span>