Addison was late. She had just gone to grab a cup of coffee and left the book ship in the not so capable hands of her intern -- probably not a very good idea. She wasn’t looking where she was going, in fact she was trusting only on her instincts -- and that is where she was wrong. Turning a corner, a few meters away from her final destination, Addison bumped into a figure, spilling her still full cup of boiling coffee all over the place. “Oh my God! This burns, shit!” The brunette groaned, swaying her hand to try and get rid of the burning liquid. Noticing for the first time someone was the victim  of her distraction, she was quick to come to their aid. “Oh God...are you okay? Please tell me you are okay.”

“Unpacking my whole new place means I’ve earned a drink, right?” She looked around, trying to figure out which way to go. “Now if I only knew where a bar was...” 

Kenzie stood behind the bar watching the patrons enjoy their night. She sighed slowly and poured herself a shot taking it quickly and hoping no one noticed. She smiled at a customer approaching the bar, “What can I do for you?” She asked leaning onto the bar as she spoke.