The cornerstone. Lady Marinalia. 9PM. Ish. 

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Marinalia sat back just waiting for her order as the taller man approached the seat nearby and sat down, normally she might have flirted or told them where to go but it was a new town and she had been driving for a few hours and abit tired. 

[b] "Can that be two? If you've got it.".... "With milk in mine, please."[/b] 

Looking over and smiling slightly, she might as well try. Maybe he could help and might as well be social, plus she had been a approached by far worse, and hiding fact she was not local was never possible with her accent. 

“let me just finish my email, I'm trying to get a better map off my land lord for my apartment. I'm not ignoring you “

[b] "Sorry about that," He said, turning to the Brit who's order he'd jumped on. "just you usually have to fight for an order on busy nights... at most bars that is. I- I don't know about here, I'm sure they're great."[/b] 

Oh, so he was new too. Drat…  maybe, even if he could not help, finding an at least a passing aqaitiance could not hurt even if he was ham handed. Putting her phone done on the bar nearby her as a lock screen flashed up a picture of her and a younger woman looking very much like sisters arm in arm though one seemed paler than normal , she turned her full attention to the man next to her and teased a little with a slight laugh. 

“joint coffee order. Little forward and I've not even got you name. Marinalia, though most called me Marlin. “

Looking more relaxed, but still nervously played with the glittering ring a little not on that finger though sometimes it was a useful trick to turn people off. 

“maybe you can make a fresh start, I'm new in town myself, Pinnacle Apartments, near the town hall?“

More relaxed than at first and less ranting now, she took a quick cursory glance at the man and bar as a whole and seemed to feel more comfortable round what seemed a nice enough place.  Have to remember it. Playing with her long blonde hair slightly, a tiny flirt might help. He looked fairly smart, the apartment was a a little more expensive but investments gave her a little more leeway on choice of car and housing, maybe…  just maybe he know. 

“got a little lost. Good job the truck came with a full tank of petrol, driven round least 3 times… sorry, i just had a busy day. 

Realised she maybe went to much but she was tired somewhat, lost and right now pretty thankful for help regardless of its source. 
 
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