May 28, 2017
@coniurc
GREEN eyes shoot up from their pointed position on a glass, hands pausing in their ministrations for a moment as she watches the newcomer. Her eyes roam over the stranger slowly, noting every little thing about her in that time. Once satisfied with her probing inquiry she brings her gaze back to the glass in her hands.
“Evening," she greets the woman when she comes up to the bar, her eyes still pointed on the glass. "What can I get for you, miss?"