>>18864632With three pints of shandy now coursing through her veins and the blood of half a dozen "dancers" covering her fists Winter Girl wobbles her way to La Jefa.
>I'll help you find your friend ma'am! *hic*>Les' see.. short, bronde hair, bwoo eyes, winner clothes..>Tha' shouns rike someone from da Hidden Winner Virrage!>An' you sez her name iz Winner Girl? *cute burp*>Thash my name too.. but I dunno any udder Winner Girsh >Unlesh you mean Bwack Winner Girl>BLACKIE!>HEY BLACKIE, ARE YOU HERE?!>DIS NICE LADY IZ LOOKING FOR YOU!