Styx McKenzi
Plot
Employed, Studio 7, bar tender
Posts: 60
Marital Status: In a relationship
Other Half: Dean Winters
Quotes:
"Okay, I give. There have been entirely too many people moping and looking pensive or down right pissed off. Anybody care to cut the new chick a break and fill me in before something blows up in my face? Because it's never pretty when that happens. Trust me, my cousin Pavol, totally unaware that my other cousin, Sean, had just set a trap for my uncle and BAM!" She smacked her hand down on the bar. "Totally got bee hive, right in the face."
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Post by Styx McKenzi on Feb 24, 2013 9:24:32 GMT -8
When she made it in, she returned Brick's call, letting him know she arrived, safe and sound:
"Yo, B-man! Seattle is WET dude! And you can't really call some of it rain, it's just watery air. Got Charlie and my kit all set. Now all I need is a J O B. Hitting the bricks to find one. Catch you later!"
Hitting the bricks for a job. That's what she'd told Brick in the voice mail, a smirk touching her lips as she thought about it now. It hadn't even crossed her mind at the time, the unintentional pun, but now it had her cracking up. She pulled into the diner, the defrosters of the '68 Cougar doing little to cut through the fog forming on the windows, due to a decided lack of heat behind them. She shut the engine down, wipers halting partway into their upswing as she pulled the keys. Sliding out, boots hit the pavement and she rose, one hand curling a finger to swipe the strand of color streaked hair back from her face as she looked around. She needed to eat, and she needed a job. This could be the place where she got both. She liked the look of the diner, total fifties era design and as she swung the door shut and headed inside, she hoped they had an opening.
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