<strong>Miss Orchid fetching a couple of drinks<br/></strong><br/>She inclined her head and looked up at Jones.<strong>“Sure, I’d love a drink, but it seems like we’re still without a bartender…”</strong>She slipped off her barstool and walked around the counter. She poured herself a soda from the can. She wasn’t in the mood for any alcohol at the moment, the night was still young and she wanted to be prepared for whatever was to come. She looked up at Jones.<strong> “What can I get you, darling?” </strong>