<strong>Aimé Brigitte Augustin- Sitting at the bar. </strong><br/><hr/><br/>Smiling as the man called 'Tiny' brought her the drink Aimé tipped the man a extra two dollars before taking a small sip. Giving a small nod she was glad that it was actually decent wine and not the watered down juice she had before in different places, arching a eyebrow at the man's words about being clean women she set the glass down gently. About to say something she closed her red lips as the bartender spoke of the the woman looking for pilots to hire, smiling yet again Aimé motioned for 'Tiny' to come over again. "<em>If you would be ever so kind and have one of your waiters inform the woman over there that I would gladly like to discuss the job position.</em>"<br/><br/>Though she was a pilot, she never went without manners and refused to start; picking up her glass again Aimé took another small sip of the dark wine all the while peering over at the newest arrival. It was slightly obvious the woman was of the pirating creed or a admirer of their fashion. "<em>Is it so hard to believe that pilots can keep their noses clean?</em>" Speaking in a soft yet playful tone, a small giggle escaped her lips as she turned her attention to the gentleman that had previously commented on the cleanliness  of the women present.