>>19284231Colby Jefferson hops up and plonks herself down on the table, facing Amy, then downs her drink with gusto and giggles.
>"What a beautiful winter's day! We are the best Christmas card deliverers EVER!"One of the bar staff approaches Colby hesitantly. "Umm, miss, the tables are not for sitting--"
Colby smiles and pushes the now-empty glass into his hand.
>"May I have another one of these, please? Double. Thank you.""Err, but..... hmm. Very good, I'll have that right out for you." Colby has already turned her attention to her phone, and the bar staff member, evidently deciding it's not worth the bother at this point, shakes his head and takes the glass off to the bar.
>"So anyway, Amy..... before we'd left, I'd noticed that there's a blackberry pie in the kitchen, looking a lot like the ones my mother used to make. Did you know that? Do you know who made it?" Colby's train of thought jumps the track as she looks at her phone and sees a text from Sola Fire that had come in.
>"Oh, and, it looks like I got a message from Sola Fire. It sounds like she's worried that you'd be angry at her for jumping into the ladder match for the Intercontinental Title. I don't know, it doesn't seem like it should be a problem, right? You two have been wanting to wrestle for a while now, anyway."Colby wriggles in place on the table and looks to the side.
>"I suppose I ought to try to get a match soon. I've been training and I'm ready for my comeback. I've got a few names in mind. What do you think of this newcomer, Reina Aoki?" 