Nadya waltzed into the bar, the free spirit was always wearing a smile. As she walked in barefoot, the Gypsy girl placed her hands on her hips looking for any sign of anyone. Then saw Annie heading to the basement, [i]oh - so everyone is down there already?[/i] She quickly followed behind the two in suite, not recognizing the man Annie was leading. "Mama Annie how are we today," The wandering soul finally exclaimed - she adored Annie. Like the mother Nadya never had. Well, she had one, they just weren't very close at all. And quiet frankly she had no clue if she was even alive. Following them down the stairs, Nadya made her way over to a little nook in the wall that she had claimed as her own a long time ago. It had a candle, and some sage she burned occasionally - it annoyed a few others in the group when the girl did this. Many not liking the smell. The little nook had blankets, and a very small chest located underneath that just held some different clothes and jewelry for the girl. Her real stash not located in this building, though she loved the members of her team - she didn't trust them. As she sat down in her nook, and curled up she looked over to everyone "The streets are sooo busy today, it'd be a great day to go dance and if someone wants to pickpocket?" She leaned down and grabbed her jangling jewelry and sash - shaking it to get anyone's attention.