<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d0/Hailey.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Hailey Fox<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Doghouse, Bar<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Beth / text from Lilith<br/><br/>The woman began to tap her pen and the wily coyote that was Hailey noticed quite a few things. She hadn't survived the streets as long as she had with being a sucker and letting the world slip her by. No, she paid attention, she observed. She was a mean poker player and a cool bluff, the nuances that were a persons 'tell' in a game came in pretty handy in real life too. She saw the woman's eyes move behind her, the same moment she heard the sound of boots pass her by. To her own credit she didn't turn around to see what sort was behind her but whoever he was, and she knew it was a male from the tread of his boots.<br/><br/><strong>"Pool hall back in town"</strong>she told her matter of factly as her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket, she knew instantly it was a message from Lil. Few others would be actually texting her. Rummaging in her pocket she pulled out her phone but with it a piece of paper. The name of the bar, Beth's name and a hastily scribbled sentence 'Give the kid a job' in what was supposed to be a familiar hand to the woman she was passing it to.<br/><br/><strong>"Some guy said you were looking for a good bartender, didn't catch his name"</strong>she told her, looking directly at the woman. This Beth certainly didn't need to know that she had caught every inch of the guys body and then some but nope, his name she just couldn't recall. Best to say didn't get it in the first place she reckoned.<br/><br/><strong>"I can do the job, I'm not as ... fragile as I look."</strong>