Striding in with the confidence only older women possess, Nelly wore her beautiful green dress. She looked around and noticed a mixed, yet peaceful clientèle and she expected to problems. She felt a little hesitant for not having someone as backup, but she figured it was worth a shot.
Sitting down on a couch with a small table in front of her she lit a cigarette. Inhaling she signed for the bartender.
"Ein Glasgow's Prime Whisky, gerne."
She relaxed and held her eyes on the entrance, hoping to spot Eva Morgenrot, from the Landwirtrechtbewegung, having stored the image of the transmission fee in her brain.