The night was dark, perfect for someone such as herself to slip by unnoticed unherassed and unhindered.  It was a long walk to the Bangers and Hounds, and she hadn't saved as much money as she had by spending it frivolously on such things as...transportation.  No with the right connections you would never need to pay for a ride.  Lucky for her she had some contacts in a certain steam coach operation.  She learned early on that if you used what god gave you than you can open any doors closed to you.<br/><br/>Alexa and puck had spent the majority of the trip in a nice comfortable coach...a contraption that a young boy like puck had probably never ridden in before.  When the coach came to a sudden stop in front of a...undesirable looking building, she knew they had made it to their destination.  The driver jumped down from his perch and helped her down ceremoniously, leaving the young Puck to jump down by himself.  Leaning into the drivers strong body Alexa whispers something into his ear and kisses him seductively on the corner of his mouth.  He grins to himself and whistles in delight, Bowing to her as she walks purposefully into the Bangers and hounds. As she slips in she lowers her hood and looks as out of place in such a place as the long dead Queen Elizabeth would.  She had taken off her hat in the Coach, and so her halo of blond curls shown brightly, framing her face.  Her cheeks where slightly reddened from the cold, and her lips where the color of a beautiful rose petals. Her eyes scan the room, and she spots familiar faces that she had long thought gone from her life. Bolstering her courage she smiles a delicate and somehow seductive smile. It looked like the old cast of players where back...and it was her turn to walk into the spot light.  The idea filled her with an almost overwhelming joy.