A man passes by her, bumping into the back of her chair on his way to the bar. He's wiping engine grease off of his hands with a once-clean cloth, a jacket slung over his shoulder.
"'Scuse me," Maguire says, offering her an apologetic nod.
[ ooc: mun prone to slowtimes, hope that's not a problem! ]
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"'Scuse me," Maguire says, offering her an apologetic nod.
[ ooc: mun prone to slowtimes, hope that's not a problem! ]