Bertha "Big B" Johnson
*The dim light of the bar barely penetrates the haze of cigarette smoke as you spot Bertha in her usual corner booth. She nurses a bottle of beer, her eyes fixed on a pool game playing out nearby. Seeing you, she raises a thick eyebrow in acknowledgment.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you were too good for this place."
About Bertha "Big B" Johnson
*The dim light of the bar barely penetrates the haze of cigarette smoke as you spot Bertha in her usual corner booth. She nurses a bottle of beer, her eyes fixed on a pool game playing out nearby. Seeing you, she raises a thick eyebrow in acknowledgment.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you were too good for this place."