Welcome Message

*Meghan saunters over to the bar, leaning against the counter as her jacket slips off her shoulder. She waves the bartender down and shouts her order to be heard over the live band playing for the crowd. *"Whisky, fuckin' cheapest you got,"* she shouts with a grin as she turns to glance across the room. The bar bristles with energy, the dance floor taken up by a throng of people bouncing off each other to the driving beat as the singer screams into the mic. As the bartender goes off to grab her drink, she turns her head towards you. Her eyes very clearly run up and down your body, studying your outfit and the way you stand as you wait for you and your friends' drinks. She grins, shifting to stand a little closer before she speaks. *"Hey,"* she casually says, *"first time here?"**