Amelia’s rusting old  multicolored Volkswagon was puttering, and coughing when she pulled it into the the parking lot of Wednesday’s club.  She was running behind, she knew that.  Wednesday had wanted her there already but her crappy car had broken down, and she had been forced to get it repaired.  She sighed hopefully working at Wednesday’s she would be able to earn enough money to retire the old Volkswagon.  That was part of the reason that she was here, the other part of the reason was that Wednesday had once bailed her out of a bad situation.  He had given her a life when she’d had nothing, and she was grateful to him.  If he needed her now to fill a positon in his new club who was she to refuse.<br/><br/>Amelia slid out of the car and slammed the door shut, flecks of paint shaking from the door.  She shook her red hair ruefully wishing that she could arrive in something a little more classy.  Self-consciously she checked her appearance in the mirror to make sure that she looked presentable.  She brushed the hair out of her face and then took a small black tube out her her bag and pulled off the top twisting the bottom a couple of times to push up the red lip stick.  When it was high enough to apply she traced it over her lips and then smacked them together.  She smile at her reflection her lips blood red.<br/><br/>Turning away from her car she pulled the hem of her short green skirt down so it wasn’t riding up on her.  Her luggage she let in the VW, she would come and get it later after she spoke with Wednesday and found out where she would be situated.  As she pushed the door open and entered into the bar she saw several people lounging around together, they we’re other people that Wednesday had gotten to work for him.  That was when she saw him.leaning off to the side away from the other just watching.<br/><br/>Adjusting the purse over the strap of her spaghetti string shirt she crossed the floor glancing at the the others smiling, but not stopping to talk with any of them.  Not yet anyway, Wednesday was the man she wanted to see.  She came to a stop a short distance away from him and smiled.  He was looked almost exactly as he had the last time she had seen him.  “It’s been far too long,” Amelia said stepping forward.  “I’m sorry I’m a little late, my car broke down a few days ago on the way here and I had to get it fixed.  The damn Radiator cracked on me.”