Where: Barcrawl Who: Arlow (@arlowreed )
Tony grinned as he recognized the fellow witch coming through the bar doors. "The Other Reed!" He greeted, raising his shot glass. He had only just recently agreed to join the coven after 'negotiating' with Poppy for years, always running the other way when she brought up 'joining' and 'teams.' Now that he'd caved, however, he was at least trying to be a part of the group. Plus, in a small town like this, you got to know people whether you tried to or not, and they'd both been in this town for years. "Come on, you gotta catch up" Tony would very much like to be the sort of person who bought people drinks at bars, but he barely had five dollars to his name. All the money he did have--charged on credit cards, meant to be tomorrow's problem--had gone to buying his own shots, and he was already several in. Tony reached for the barstool next to him and pulled it out, gesturing for Arlow to sit.