"Yeah!" Randa said enthusiastically as he opened the door to the tavern. "Don't disrespect her, because she gets mad easy!"
The inside of the restaurant was packed- there was barely any room to walk around! He gripped on to Meri's hand tightly. "Come on, I
think I see her over..." he squinted. "Yep! There she is!"
***
Hildegarde Von Musel sat in a booth at her favorite tavern,
The Bloody Rat. She came here for lunch nearly every day- it was the only place in town that served pasta primavera.
Finally, her waitress came. "Y-your pasta ma'am. It's fresh, j-just like you requested."
Hildegarde accepted the plate happily.
"I see she learned from last time. Stupid bitch serving me day old pasta, I shoulda just killed her." She beamed. "Thank you very much Marian! This is exactly what I asked for!"
The look look of fear in the waitress's eyes was incredibly satisfying, especially since she was trying to mask it with a smile. She hurried away, and Hildegarde turned to her pasta.
"Finally. That took way too long." "Lady Hildegarde? I brought someone who I think you'll wanna meet!"
The gang leader looked up to see her youngest friend Randal holding the hand of a tall, pale woman. Hildegarde smiled at her. "Hello! What do you do?"
"All black clothes, black hair, pale skin. A Vampire? She has one glove- That's probably her shtick. This one might be cool, but she also looks like she could be a bit dull. You'd better be worth my time."