Natalie blinks her bloodshot eyes as something moves in front of her field of vision. She sits up slowly as she waits for her drink, casting her eyes around the room. "Ha... crowded, isn't it?" she laughs uproariously, as if thinking it the height of wit. She smiles as the bartender pushes her another ale with worried eyes, and cooing softly she embraces the tankard, and begins drinking it in long slow movements.
"S-what are you here for..." she says languidly, eyeing the larger woman. "Little...." she begins snickering to herself, "little early for drinking..." she begins guffawing and slapping her knee, before once again leaning against the countertop.
"S-what are you here for..." she says languidly, eyeing the larger woman. "Little...." she begins snickering to herself, "little early for drinking..." she begins guffawing and slapping her knee, before once again leaning against the countertop.
