[b]Hazel + The Pub + Outpost Scouts[/b]

Hazel smiled lightly, lowering her arms and sighing in relief. "Well then, welcome to The Pub. Do you want something to drink? I can cook something." Hazel looked back at the kitchen; it was large and fit with all your kitchen needs. She smiled slightly and took a small step back. "I'm going to go make myself a drink." She turned fully and inched towards the kitchen, these men looked a little too trigger happy. 

As she entered the kitchen she let out a hefty sigh, walking towards the fridge and opening it. Inside there were a few items that fit her tastes, she reached for the sprite and grenadine. Taking them to the counter she grabbed a dusty cup, cringing she grabbed a towel and cleaned it out. She then poured the non-carbonated soda into said cup, along with an overload of the cherry syrup. Smiling she took a sip, it tasted like heaven. A few years back, she would have spit it out and requested a new one. But this was worthwhile. 

She walked back out and looked over the armed men, a smirk suddenly washing over her features. "You guys are from some big group, aren't you? Are you from the Outpost? Or Haywood?"