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" What's a girl gotta do to get in a proper brawl around here? "
Dianna sat with her heel bouncing, legs crossed as she watched her prey from afar. It didn't look as if it would be too hard to bring down the mid-thirties rich boy, then again Dianna was the best. She brushed white strands from her gaze, watching the man eat his expensive food with the gaggling girl beside him. One of the many he'd landed this week, and with his looks Dianna was almost mildly impressed. She sipped at the wine, the expensive resuraunt not much to her taste, then again up town was filled with benders, however buisness was buisness. She sat back and took his time observing, tonight she'd strike and claim her reward.
" Oh, quit whining. You're still alive, aren't you? "