“You looked taller in the photos.” She said, standing by the table-side.
Astrid had her usual work clothes on; a set of items she was very proud to wear all the time. A long, slender black dress which was accentuated with a coat that was just short of her tummy. There was something about black and its mysterious charm that made her feel powerful in the courtroom.
Although at the Bellinni’s, it made her feel slightly out of place.
“Gary shall love the tellers once again, will he not?” The Indian asked. The other cowboy nodded and snickered. They weren’t called the Loveless Outlaws for nothing.