“ Long story short. Nothing came out of the trip and I almost got killed because of it ” 

                               ‘ . . . Ah. ’                     Compassion was... not Melanie’s strong suit. Far too used to                     blowing people off, and it was especially hard to find things to                     say when facing the person that kicked your ass ages back.                     But, she couldn’t be a dick forever because of one thing, and                     she needed to tone her pettiness down. With a tilt of her head                     and a shrug, she sighed softly. Well, now she had to be invested.                                ‘ That’s . . . unfortunate. Knowing you, you’ll find something someday.                                  Even if you have to get that information by going through hell and back.                                  Can’t blame you for hitting the guy, though, his smugness made me                                  tunnel into my seat. I’d clock his grin in too if I had to see it while fighting. ’                     She was... kind of at a loss for what help to offer.                                ‘ . . . Want another drink? It’s on the house. ’

Yang was still quite the frequent patron to Junior’s Club, even with the reputation that she brought with her, even with her mercenary work she still found herself drinking the same old drinks here and there within this establishment, it was pretty clear that she wasn’t gonna be visiting other bars anything soon

                               ‘ Yeah, yeah, Blondie, whatever floats your exclusively strawberry boat, ’                     She muttered out with a sting of venom hinted within, but                     nevertheless, she went off to go fetch her drink. It always                     irked her how she was still allowed in, but, then again, Junior                     probably wouldn’t want to repeat the incident from a while ago.                     It was only a matter of seconds before she set whats-her-face’s                     drink down in front of her, proceeding to perk a brow at her.                                ‘ So, what did happen today? You get your socks blown off or something?                                  As funny as it is to see, you don’t usually look so, well, down in the gutters. ’