Holbry walked into the Hog's Head, a scowl on her painted red lips as her heels clicked on the ground. Her arms were crossed over her chest, nails digging into her soft flesh. There was no denying that Holbry didn't want to be here. Then again, there wasn't really anywhere she wanted to be. Often times, her afternoons were spent wandering around Britain. She had no one to talk to, no one to meet, and nothing to do. It was a lonely life, but it was better than surrounding herself with half-wit morons that couldn't rub two brain cells together.

Taking a seat at an empty table, Holbry watched with light green eyes as a small crowds of people chattered. Thanks to her werewolf abilities, eavesdropping on conversations were easier than actually being involved in one. Sometimes, the stories she heard, made her evidently boring life worthwhile.

Thinking she heard someone attempt to address her, she lazily glanced up to locate said person.

Valkyrie was extremely happy that day at work. Finally there were more customers than the usual three. She walked around asking people if there was anything else they liked and occasionally joined in on the conversations. She smiled when another woman joined the bar and sat down. She looked as though she was bored but listening intently to something Val couldn't hear.

"Hello," she said kindly, smiling at her when she met Val's eyes. "Is there anything I can get you?"