with: open to anyone.
location & timeline: the bar & anytime after midnight.
she's danced enough for the night. hell, she's flirted enough for the night — she knows it's time to have a drink and observe. it's something she often does when they go out but for the most part, she's used to watching her crew members hit on regular miami residents (often failing, but she won't tell them she's witnessed their hits and misses). this time, she's watching everyone... everything. especially them. they're always so rowdy and unruly. victoria can't help but wonder who let them out of their cage. a white cranberry cosmo is her choice of drink for the night. she sips it slowly, savoring it on the tip of her tongue. it'll be enough for a light buzz. she turns her body as someone slides into the seat next to her, her brow raising in curiosity. "having fun?" she asks, thinking back on what she's seen throughout the night, hoping she has something to tease them with. "— i recommend the cosmo, by the way."








