"Well I'll be damned."
Grey didn't know how to feel. This woman was absolutely gorgeous, at least as gorgeous as the Oracle lady had been. But what was he supposed to do about that lower half.
He was pretty open-minded, and had done some things during dry spells that he wasn't very proud of. But even he wasn't this open-minded.
Despite having those thoughts, he slid up to the bar and took a seat, smiling brightly at the woman across from him. He looked at her lapel and nodded.
"Nice to meet you, Breejah. I'm Grey."
The barkeep laughed, shaking her head. "Are you flirting with me, boy?"
"Flirting? I'm just introducing myself. How could I accost a woman at her place of work? That's not very chivalrous."
Breejah's smile grew brighter, the cherry red that coated them spreading smoothly and without the slightest interruption. There was a sparkling beauty in the depths of her ruby eyes that twinkled with mischievousness.
