It was around midnight when Red made her away along the cold streets, it had taken her all day to make her way here and she wasn't the least bit exhausted, if not just a bit lost.She glanced around, forgetting what way the woodlands was, she sighed softly as she came across the The Trip Trap. Her mind screamed no, for fear of someone recognizing her. But she had no choice, she wasn't going to wonder around aimlessly all night. She walked down the steps to the door, pressed her palm on the door and pushed it slowly. She was going to have to ask....... for directions.

"I swear Holly, I scared him so bad he pissed himself and ran clear to Manhattan in nothing but his towel." Would be the words that greet anyone that just entered the Trip Trap. The words had come from a pale, dark haired man sitting at the bar with a glass of whisky in his hands. He was wearing a tight fitting black T-shirt that had it's sleeves ripped off, a pair of black skinny jeans that were ripped at the knees and had a wallet chain hanging off it's belt lope, and a pair of black combat boots. The man was laughing between sips of his drinks, to which the white haired bar tender named Holly rolled her eyes and gave a small smirk. "Sure Boogie what ever you say." She responded to him as she refiled his drink. "It's true Holly, when have I ever lied to you." The man, whose name was reviled to be Boogie, said with another laugh and a drink of his whisky. Boogie was about to take another sip of his drink before he heard the door behind him open up and he turned around to catch the sight of a red head walking into is favorite watering hole. "Who is she?" He thought out loud to himself.

Red had entered the Trip Trap and immediately wanted to run away. She was what the mundy's call "Socially Awkward". She stood there wide eyed until she spurt out "Uhhh, I just n-needed directions to the umm W-Woodlands..." She hoped that no one there knew who she was or they would probably just throw her out, and probably literally. Although she had never seen these people before so hopefully it was vice-versa.

Ozma was in the last place she knew she could be. Snow and Bigby never let her into this side of town, let alone The Trip Trap. Even though she made the town, it was up to the fables about what was made here. So now she sat, knees to chest in a booth at the run down bar. She looked completely out of place even with the glamour. Ozma looked like a highschool girl who should be spending the afternoon shopping and Gucci and Vera Wang stores or at the movies with a cute guy, not overly tipsy with a fruity cocktail in hand. The princess stirred the drink with her finger when someone walked inside.

The girl had deep red hair and looked lost and timid. Ozma giggled but her ears then perked to here that she was looking for the woodlands. Bolting up in her chair her hands slammed the table and her eyes had a someone mischievous sparkle in them. "The Woodlands you say~?"

Red jumped as she heard the woman's hands slam down on the table. The regret was overwhelming, but she may know where the Woodlands are so she had to "grow a pair" as she had heard from some angry mundy. "Umm yeah, the Woodlands, I need to see umm Mr....Wolf...is it?....yeah a Biggy Wolf...or was it Bigby....might of been Bigby.....probably was Bigb..." She trailed off into thought.

"Ooooh the Big Bad Wolf. He's in a bit of foul mood, then again, not like that's new." Ozma said as she slipped from behind her table. Her thick twisted hair settled on her shoulder and bounced as she walked over to the girl, hands clasped behind her back. "But, I can take you to him Though I can't promise he won't eat you on the spot." Her breath held a light tinge of alcohol. Obviously this was not the normal Ozma but any fable could feel the power emanating from her.

She wanted to turn and run away, run fast and far. The only person that could help her and he might just eat her instead. But hadn't she met him before, she was sure of it, and he hadn't eaten her. It was only a year ago, or was it. She kept forgetting things but she pulled on a nervous smile "Umm...well I need to see him..s-so if you can take me...that would be great...very helpful....Miss.....Witch....person" She started to mumble again then remembered to smile.

"Shit... a drunk witch can lead to trouble." Boogie said as he turned around in his stool to watch the new arrival and the oh so regal at the moment leader of the 13th floor, leaning his back against the bar. He smirked as he took a sip of his drink. "And pretty fun eh Holly?" He said looking over his shoulder at Holly who shook her head. "Just make sure she doesn't wreck my bar Boogie." She said to him, causing Boogie to laugh.

Ozma smiled and cupped the girl's face in her hands. "Oh you're just so adorable." She then squished the girl's cheek together. "Of course I'll help you. So brave to come here asking for Bigby all by yourself." Ozma turned Red's face to Boogie and Holly. "Isn't she just the cutest?" She giggled.

Boogie smirked before he took a sip from his glass then set it aside. "Sure sure Ozzy she is as cute as a, I don't know... a teen look alike getting drunk in a bar." He chuckled. Holly simply rolled her eyes as she started wiping down the bar, mumbling under her breath about Boogie making things worse than they already are.

Red scrunched her nose at her cheeks being squeezed together "Umm, I j-just need to be pointed in the r-right direction and I'll I'll be off" She squirmed a little trying to get away from the tipsy witch seeing that this may not go well she smiled and stepped back a little towards the door "Actually....I....I think I can find it on my own...h-hate to bother you....b-but thank you anyway" She pulled on a half smiled and stepped back again, nearly tripping over her own clumsy feet.

Boogie smirked slightly. "Oh don't mind Ozzy, she just can't handle her liquor." He said as he stood up from the stool he was sitting on and started walking over to the two, putting his hands in his pockets nonchalantly. "Besides when someone starts asking about the sheriff they must have a real good reason and shouldn't be walking this side of town alone at this hour with anything that's good." He said as he reached the two. He offered her a smile. "So how about you come over to a bar, pull up a stool and I'll have Holly here fix you up a strong one that can help kick away some of those nerves of yours."

The man was very tall and as he reached them she let out a little squeak, to her he was quite intimidating, well to her everyone was intimidating, but she wasn't about to say no, she was horrible at that "Umm, I guess a drink can't hurt...umm but I don't really drink alcohol...I...I prefer water, its very health...and...good" She was constantly mumbling when she was talking to people, always trailing off or rambling on.

Boogie laughed as he started to walk back to the bar. "Might as well drink water, most of the liquor here taste like pig piss anyways." He said only to be met with Holly throwing a dirty rag at him. "Oh I'm sorry Holly, I meant to say high quality pig piss." He said as he sat in the stool he was in before, handing Holly back the rag she threw at him.

She slowly walked over to the bar. This was going horribly, not as bad as it could of been going though, at least they didn't know who she was, that was something. She sat down at the stool and smiled softly. She wasn't always this nervous and shy, just around people she didn't know, that was pretty much all people. "Ummm well, uhh evening then, umm my name is Rouge...Nice to meet you all"

"Rouge eh?... Never heard of you." Boogie said as he took a sip out of his drink. Holly hit Boogie with the dirty rag again before walking over to Rouge. "Don't mind Boogie sweetheart, he's just an ass with that makes more noise than kick." She smirked as she poured her a glass of water and handed in to her. "I'm Holly by the way." She said as she went back to cleaning the bar. "Hey, no need to be so rude." Boogie said as he pulled out a pack of Huff n' Puff's and lit one up. He then offered Rouge one. "Smoke?"

She smiled to holly again "thank you Miss" She took a sip from the water, happy that her silly little fake name didn't give her away, she then glanced over to Boogie as he offered her the cigarette "um, no thank you, I don't smoke, makes me cough too much" Her eyes narrowed on the box and she giggled a little "I thought only Big....Bigby smoked those" She had to pause to remember his name, how odd of her, to remember the brand of smokes but not his name.

"Anytime doll face." Holly said with a smile to the girl before pouring a drink for a man on the other end of the bar. "Honestly it's a shit brand, but that damn dog got me hooked on them a few decades back." Boogie said with a chuckle before he took a long drag of his cigarette. He blew out a few rings of smoke into the air. "Though me and the old flea bag probably the only thing keeping this company open." He said with another chuckle then taking a sip of his whisky.

Jack walked into the bar to see quite a sight. A tipsy witch bothering someone, Boogie drinking, and Holly throwing a rag at Boogie. "Wow, nobody's fighting. That's surprising." He muttered to himself as he took a seat next to Boogie. "Bloody Mary please. Heh." He laughed a bit to himself because of who he had to deal with who drove him to drinking. "Hey Boogie. Spare a smoke?" Jack asked turning towards him. Jack looked like complete crap, as he had a black eye and a couple of scratches.

Ozma let the girl go without much of a fight. She smiled at Jack as he walked in. "Helloooo bean boy." Ozma said before sitting back in her seat.