Romus put out the most fancy drinks he could find along with some large mugs.
With a shrug he replied [b]"I dunno, maybe they all got sick or were kidnapped by demons."[/b]
He looked down at the table as he spoke, careful not to look her in the face. Fearful of noticing or bringing attention to Elizabeth's eye patch. He knew it was there hidden beneath the long black sleek fringe hanging over half of her face.
[b]"How was your trip?"[/b] he asked as he busily found an excuse to scurry back to the bar. [b]"Must of taken a while, who else are we waiting for?"[/b]