[Oh great, just the sort she's used to. Except, most people she knew had absolutely no patience. They just went right to fisticuffs]
Right.
[She feels like a hangeroner, following Daryl around like a lost puppy. But he's the only person she knows, now, and there's a connection there in waking up in this weird place.] Not a bad idea. [Plus. A drink.] See who's bleeding. [She touches her lip, where it's split, frowns. That could be a lot of people.
Cafe. Bar. She knows these places, however, and when they arrive, she's quick to spot the best place to drink.] What'd you like? Looks like they've got- oh! Plymouth gin! That's what I'll be having. [And she's going to drink it straight.]
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Right.
[She feels like a hangeroner, following Daryl around like a lost puppy. But he's the only person she knows, now, and there's a connection there in waking up in this weird place.] Not a bad idea. [Plus. A drink.] See who's bleeding. [She touches her lip, where it's split, frowns. That could be a lot of people.
Cafe. Bar. She knows these places, however, and when they arrive, she's quick to spot the best place to drink.] What'd you like? Looks like they've got- oh! Plymouth gin! That's what I'll be having. [And she's going to drink it straight.]