Maybe this wasn't a bar of Mundanes after all, especially with a name like Q. It was far more common for Fables like him to have names like that. Bigby frowned heavily, his heavy eyebrows low over his eyes as he looked the girl over and sized her up, his nostrils flaring slightly as he took in her scent -
...which was far too intriguing for him to ignore and his brows dipped even lower as he stared intently at her. There were far more pressing matters but her scent was distracting him and not in the usual way, not because of some god-awful perfume or bizarrely scented deodorant like pomegranate-lilac or some shit.
His hand came up to scratch at his thick stubble as he eyed her over. However he was interrupted as the bar keep finally came over. "Whiskey. Neat." Bigby looked over at her and as much as he wanted to simply ask her what she was, he had never been an impulsive wolf and held his tongue for now. "What's with the space theme?"
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...which was far too intriguing for him to ignore and his brows dipped even lower as he stared intently at her. There were far more pressing matters but her scent was distracting him and not in the usual way, not because of some god-awful perfume or bizarrely scented deodorant like pomegranate-lilac or some shit.
His hand came up to scratch at his thick stubble as he eyed her over. However he was interrupted as the bar keep finally came over. "Whiskey. Neat." Bigby looked over at her and as much as he wanted to simply ask her what she was, he had never been an impulsive wolf and held his tongue for now. "What's with the space theme?"