<strong>-- Delilah Etienne (http://img838.imageshack.us/img838/9682/boxingwoman.jpg) - Simon’s Bull - Distracted  --</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Delilah sighed, as though exhaling some big damn weight that had done a fine job of lodging itself in her chest.  Her smile wasn't unkind, and the temptation was clear, but when next she looked to Michael it was apologetically.<br/><br/>"I'd normally take ya up on that kinda offer, but I'm gonna have ta decline.  Nothin' personal, just somethin' about this town that puts me on my guard.  Y'seem like a good enough fella, but I've met plenty of<em>good enough fellas</em>over the years."<br/><br/>She took the offered beer gladly, taking a somewhat unsteady sip and almost missing the rim with her lips.  Her attention briefly flicked to the people across the way, particularly when the name<em>Otis</em>came up, but she attempted to pass it off as inconsequential.  "Lotta shit goin' on in 'ole Cape Merrin lately, so I've heard."