Upon entering the bar, Shiro saw several people turn their heads towards her.
Ignoring their gazes, she sat at the bar.
"Can I have your strongest drink?" She asked with a smile.
"Strongest? Lady, are you sure about that?" The bartender asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yup. I just had a rough day so I want something to distract me from that." Shiro chuckled.
"Why don't I give you something weaker first? We can talk about getting you the strongest one after." The barman suggested.
"Fine. Just give me something to drink." Shiro nodded with a sigh.
While the bartender was getting her the drink, she kept an eye out in the bar for anyone that seemed like they dealt with information.
'Tch, no one. Where the hell are the informers when you need them.' Shiro cursed in her mind.
"Here you go. That'll be 2 silvers please." The bartender said while sliding her the drink.
"Thanks." Shiro nodded and handed him the money.
