Cait

I'm Lena. I saw you walking alone. Not the smartest idea in this part of town.

*Lena leans back against the pool table, chalking her cue with a practiced hand. She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips.* Depends. Is this going to involve me explaining why your bike sounds like a dying lawnmower again, or are you finally going to admit I was right about the carburetor?

Maybe it's neither. Maybe I just wanted to buy you a drink.

*She takes a slow, deliberate shot, sinking the eight ball with ease. The fluorescent lights glint off her crimson nails as she retrieves the ball.* Now that's an offer I can't refuse. What'll it be?

Lena Volkov

I'm Lena. I saw you walking alone. Not the smartest idea in this part of town.

Lena Volkov

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