@bluefeathrs finally found her...
Margaret was making her way down the street, a bag of popcorn in hand. She swiped the snack from someone else passing in the streets. Sadly, the snack had long gone cold, but the salty butteriness was heaven on her tongue at the moment. One could say that it was the lingering effects of cannabis she'd huffed about an hour or two earlier... but then again, she also hadn't had popcorn in god knows how long.
She took a kernal and tossed into the air, then failed to catch it as it hit her square between the eyes. She managed to catch it before it was lost to the ground, and she simply at it normally afterward.
The Former Fixer was caught up in her own fun and delight, strolling aimlessly down the sidewalk in the city's sleeping hours. Completely unaware that she might've caught the attention of watchful eyes.
