You Can Get Anything You Want at Ziepo's Restaurant

[Davra Barrik]

Davra was careful. She had to be. Not because she was necessarily worried about anything. No. She had a meeting in a few hours and she'd rather not smell like the trash bins behind Ziepo's. 'I'd probably have time to go back and rinse off, but then I would be behind on everything else.'

She gave a curt nod to "employee" waiting by the door. Davra never asked his name. Didn't want it. Didn't want them to know hers either. Bad enough they could pick out her face if they wanted to. There was camouflaging tech that R&D was working on that might need to go for a "test drive" soon.

The biggest positive of the back entrance. It didn't squeak. Didn't make any noise at all really. So the first indication that Davra was approaching was careful footfalls in an echoing, long hallway. It was dim too, so as she emerged from the double doors, Davra's sharper jawline was more pronounced. Not that she cared for the drama of a grand entrance. She preferred to let her wares do the talking and make the drama.

"Everyman.." She gave the same curt nod to the informant or..whoever he was, before looking at the Dug, "Not my first time in Ziepo's alleys. Seems you were here for more than just a debate over quality jizz..". Still, she made sure to stay just close enough to Mr. Everyman so that if this was some elaborate trap, she could be ready. Looking down at the Dug, seemed ka had the same idea.