the redhead smirked a little, nodding her head then at his question. “yeah i’m sure, i’m twenty-seven. but if i look questionable to being old enough to drink i guess i’m doing something right.” rhiannon mused, taking another drink from her beer. “you work for this school thing?” she said, talking with her hands as they moved around to motion around the room. 

“be my guest.” she said, placing her beer in front of her. “this city usually throw swanky parties like this?”

for a moment she furrowed her brows, she hadn’t been aware she was so transparent in her discomfort. after a couple of seconds she nodded and smiled. “yeah i’m fine, just a little jet lagged i only got into town yesterday. so sweet of you to ask though.” she mused, offering a small smile. “rhiannon.” she said, reaching her hand out to shake the others.

“i wouldn’t know. this is my first time in the city. it seems very keen on partying and drinking though which is all fun and well, but gets old after a while.” she said, sipping the drink she had before lifting her emerald hues to the other. “chaos in a place like this is undeniable.” she could feel the magic radiating off of nearly everyone in the room, the energy was electric.

a soft smiled pulled over rhiannons lips, she was glad that she decided to stop in on the grand opening and see it - mostly it was for the food and drinks, she just got to town and spent most of her money on a hotel but she was resourceful and always figured out a away. “thank you, your hair is really nice too.” women supporting women, something she always stood for. “lovely to meet you rebekah, my name is rhiannon.” 

rhiannon’s grand opening outfit .

the first night in a new town was always the most anxious one, she had to get a feel for it. somehow she thought that new orleans was going to be a good choice at least for now, so many people that she would blend so easily. the red head sat at the bar and ordered herself whatever the grand opening was serving and a bottle of beer mostly for her nerves. she rubbed the corner of her eye, constant running would keep her tired because she was always looking over her shoulder. “i’m sorry, i spaced a little. what did you say?” she asked finally, tired eyes looking up to the person beside her with a polite smile.