“Come again?” asked the impatient phantom while asking for directions to a certain pub where she would be meeting a quest client. Yes, she had just arrived back in Oak, and yes she was already taking on a quest. The coach driver who had been giving her the directions gave her a tired look and started over, making sure he spoke slowly and clearly so that Bianca didn’t miss a thing. She couldn’t help it. He was speaking with betel nuts in his mouth. Subtly gritting her teeth in annoyance, Bianca forced the word, “Thanks,” out of her mouth before leaving him and following his directions to the pub.
Upon reaching the pub (it took her fifteen minutes), Bianca began to search for a well-dressed man who would possibly have an angry expression on his face. She walked past a few tables surrounded by men who would tease her in a million different ways, since she was the only woman in the pub. Bianca had no time to care or feel offended in any way, so she kept scanning with her only available eye at the moment. Of course they were making fun of her ‘silly’ appearance. Apparently some dumb people found her outfit silly, and told her to try a different ‘costume’, as if they thought she was dressed up early for the next halloween. A few moments later, a waiter came to where she stood, whispering something into her ears and taking the quest paper from her. She followed the waiter to a private table where the well-dressed man she was looking for was sitting alone, seemingly anticipating her arrival. “Hello,” said Bianca who took the seat opposite to his. He didn’t return the greeting but gestured for her to have a drink. With a refusing smile, she stayed silent, letting him know that she was here for business only. The man understood immediately and cleared his throat, beginning to explain what she needed to do.