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Catherine tosses the umbrella to the side and leans over the bar to grab a green olive and toothpick. Stabbing the green olive she puts it in the martini. The succubus puts the drink to her mouth taking a couple sips then setting it down.

This bartender wasn’t exactly the best, but at least she’d be fun to mess with tonight. Until she’d have to take her shift with Vincent, oh how she adored to do that.

“I don’t believe so. I’d recognize your hair anywhere.” Catherine jokes, and then again takes a sip of her martini. “I mean, it’s out there. Don’t you think?”

Catherine started trailing the top of the glass while leaning on one arm.

 

Erica took a step back as she watches the blonde grabs an olive from the small bowl. As she watches her actions, which was rather rude she might add, she took a mental note of the dos and don’ts of bar-tending. Although, she wasn’t really planning to make this her future career. She rolls her eyes then rubs the back of her neck. 

“My hair…” she lightly pick up a few strands between her index finger and thumb, trying to take a quick glance at it before letting it go and shift her gaze back at teh blonde. “Well, you see, it’s known that red is the color that most people are attracted to. Why else would they make stop signs ‘red’?” She giggles towards the end of her sentence. “Besides, I’ve been told that red suits me.” Though, she’ll never admit that the only person who had actually told her that was Toby. Such a naive yet adorable boy. 

“Hm, well, guess since we never met, it’s best if we introduce ourselves instead of remaning as strangers,” She extends her hand towards the blonde, “Erica Anderson.”