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[scarletrevenger]

The woman who walks into the bar today is dressed to disappear. Jeans, a dark hoodie and a Dodgers baseball hat. She makes a straight line to the Bar and settles onto a stool, hands folded on the surface. She orders softly, a hamburger and fries appearing beside her, with a chocolate milkshake.

Wanda quickly takes in the room, not looking for much in particular. Then she sets her cap on the stool beside her, red hair spilling down her face, and digs into her meal.