"I, urm... ju...just me. Sunny was holding so...some races in Baffin and, ur... after...after..." The woman burst out laughing, smiling widely as if she had told herself a joke. "So..sorry. I was just re...remembering the races. Gr...great fun! Sunny knows how to put on a show." Thallia looks at the double vodka in front of her. Tilting her head back, she downs half the shot.
"Th...the word about the Black Cherry gets around a little, and I, ur... wanted to come see what the fuss was about. Haven't, urm... been to a place like this before so Su...sunny pointed the way." Turning in her stool, she looked out at the shuffling mass on the main floor. With her expression briefly turning a little doubtful, she turns back and downs the rest of the double vodka. "Pl...please may I ha...have another? Yo...you been working here long?"