[center][color=00aeef][b]Brandy Brooks – Ace’s Diner[/b][/color][/center]


“You know brandy, you tug at my belt, put your hand in my pocket…Call me old fashioned but some guys like to be wined and dined before they get this far,” Ace said with a smirk as he sipped on his whiskey, “I’m not just a piece of meat you know.”

Brandy downed half of her beer, then suddenly slammed the bottle down and covered her mouth, spitting beer into her hand.  She looked up at Frieda then to Ace and turned towards Frieda, “[i]Oh my God[/i],” she blushed, “I didn’t me…I didn’t mean it like that.” She waved her hands at her face fanning herself, “Frieda, that doesn’t make me a floozy, does it?” She let out one more long exaggerated breath, “He is cute,” she whispered.

“Rook thinks this drink is funny. Not sure if drink is for him. Rook will still try to drink it however. Don't want caps to be wasted.” Rook said then finished his beer and looked to Brandy for a moment. “Rook liked that, but Rook will stick with water for now. Rook doesn't want to drink all the beer!” He laughed, smiling a bit at her.

Brandy had grabbed a napkins and wiped the beer from her chin and hands, she smiled, “At least you tried something new. You probably could drink a lot of beer if you really wanted to,” she laughed. 

"Hi!" Said an unfamiliar voice. "Nice diner! What's that amazing smell? Some kind of stew?" The brown, curly haired woman put a few caps onto the counter. "I'll take some." She looked between the Ace and everyone. "I'm Celeste!" she chimed by way of introduction. "I just got into town today. -- Oh! Hi, Barney!" she waved at the man on the other side. Barney mumbled and took a drink from his glass. "Anyways," she continued, "I've been tidying up ol' Sandy Coves, just over that way," she pointed out the diner in the direction of the building. "It's an inn! So, if anyone needs a place to stay, I'll be happy to fix you up with a room!"

Brandy whipped around on her barstool and held out her hand, “Hi Celeste, I’m Brandy Brooks,” she smiled, “Welcome to Salem. I haven’t been to Sandy Coves yet, I can help fix things, I kind of do a little bit of everything.” Brandy felt the front of her dress, “Excuse me, I spit beer on myself, I’m just going to go wash up a little.” Brandy stood up and looked at Ace; blushing again she whispered to Frieda, “Will you come with me?” She couldn’t stop blushing as she kept sneaking a peek at Ace, grinning every time he caught her looking.