<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Charlie smiled, having no care to answer either question quite yet. She had no need to boast of her past experiences; she very much enjoyed when other people did that for her. She thumped the table with her knuckles before spreading her fingers outward to rub along the grain of the wood, giving each person inside a critical look before standing.<br/><br/>"'ey, y'all, I'll be takin' my leave."  She pointed out the door then shot a thumb out to the left. "Git yer gittin' on right up over that hill 'n follow upwards. Ain't much to this city quite yet- you'll know the base when you see it." The women tapped the curved head of her shovel. With a practiced ease, it shot upwards and she caught it in her hand with a theatrical twirl.<br/><br/>"Mebbe I'll be seein' you around."  Charrlie smirked. "If you greens last long 'nuff." She winked, leaving out the door.</span>