Veronica Winters
_____________________________________@Indy Cooper “Yup, Veronica. That's me. And I can go for a soda, sure.”Now, Veronica considered herself to be a rather polite person. Well, when she was around friends she tended to be her more vulgar and dark self BUT whenever she was around people she really didn't know? She tended to be very dry and uncaring for most things. It was something to pride herself on, really.
But, Veronica couldn't even lie. Her eyes, very quickly, flickered over Rowan's body in an unconscious version of 'Checking someone out'. What could she say, really? When she sees an attractive male or female, she notices. Definitely.
But, luckily, it appears that Rowan isn't the most... aware person when it comes to someone's interest... thank god for that.
Veronica watched Rowan speak with a type of natural curiosity, unused to seeing the bartender in such a natural manner. It was very fascinating.
Yet, Veronica was able to
just see Rowan wince a little. And it didn't take long for Veronica to figure out exactly what was causing it and briefly found herself wondering if the woman was perhaps hungover.
“Nope, I've never been here this early. It's pretty surreal, not gonna lie.” Veronica admitted whilst her left hand, whilst inside her pocket, fiddled with her phone's volume button to turn down the music, it turning into a low barely audible hum.
“Long morning? Heh... you could definitely say that.”Humming under her breath, Veronica trailed after the leggy bartender and felt an almost immediate sense of comfort wash over her. The bar was definitely a comforting presence to the woman. ESPECIALLY after the hell of a morning she'd had.
Her lips quirked up at Rowan's words as she looked around the bar from her position in the middle of the bar.
“I adore Spicy Stuff, actually. A nice burn is always welcome, I say. And ay, I'd be up for anything weird and I'll pretty much try anything.” Veronica said this in a bit of a happier tone as she wandered over to the bar, standing by her preferred seat at the end of the bar. It gave a good view of the rest of the bar so she tended to prefer it. It's good for people watching.
But, Veronica's attention was grabbed when someone else waltzed in. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw an attractive man enter the bar. He had this very calm vibe about him that was mildly interesting. He also mentioned 50 year old Bourbon which sounded lovely, to be honest. Giving a small nod to the man, she returned her gaze to the bartender.