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Strata comes into the bar, looking for some company after a long hiatus, living in her cabin by the shore. She glances at the note, mutters, and empties a small purse of most of its contents, counting its contents carefully and sighing when her tab reduces to zero. She takes the now six-months-old Elpida and settles herself on ther favorite couch, delicately balancing a mug of water and a plate of grape-leave wrapped rice in her free hand.
Of course, to honor the ocassion, she is fully dressed up in her finest sky-blue himation and jewelry, as well as her usual glass amphora necklace. She smiles brightly.