#bendopen

where: mariner's tavern who: sloane & open

"Seriously? I can't escape you people anywhere?" Sloane blew a breath out of her mouth, a sigh that landed somewhere between frustration and defeat. It was one of those days that she afforded herself the opportunity to leave early, left someone else in charge of counting the money, and booked it the hell out of Bend Records... The downfall of slow nights, though, is anyone else getting cut off the schedule too. Atlantic Landing really wasn't big enough for all of them. "Well! Come on," She took a few steps toward the door, swung it open like she owned the place. "And you better buy me a drink - that's your price for entry, and don't think the Stones' won't enforce it."