The bell on the door rang a high pitched noise as the infamous Valentines Widow walked though; wearing the only pair of pants she owned and carrying some equipment. She placed her amp and guitar on the bar, panting before peeking over her belongings.
"Oh... Hello Natalie, Lyle." Dry as ever, Mirie only really did come alive onstage. Yeah she knew Natalie and Lyle, and while she wasn't exactly buddy-buddy with them, she did owe it to them for her beginning to make her big break. "Mind me reserving a spot to play tonight? And to practice now, of course."