< - Trixy stomped down the stairs towards the bar from the small bedroom upstairs. One of the men in the bar made a smart ass comment about the guy she'd just helped carry upstairs. Something about whether he'd be able to do the job as drunk as he was. In rapid fire Italian Trixy told the man where he could stick it and spat from between the slender gap in her front teeth. Not at all troubled by the fact that her spit went splat on the wood floors of the bar. - >
< - She was disgusting and mostly disturbed, but kidnapping was a new one on her. Pacing back and forth behind the bar she gave a hard shove to the man who was working the night shift for her when he got in the way. Then she stopped and looked right up at the ceiling like she could see through it. An idea occurred to her and in her demented mind it made sense. She would seduce the boy. Seduce him and make him want to stay with her. Then the others would have to come and when they did she would make them beg her to let them stay in the city. - >
< - The fact that any of that was highly unlikely didn't occur to Trixy. What did occur to her though was that she needed supplies. Luckily in her neck of the woods there were plenty of shady characters. She'd need some handcuffs, porn, and maybe chocolate. Yeah, she'd heard once that a mans heart could be gotten to through his stomach. Sounded reasonable. - >
< - With a phone call and a quick trip out she would stock up on what she needed, hoping Owen would still be passed out for awhile. Once while she was out she wondered if she should have hit him again. But she'd just have to hope for the best. If all went according to plan Owen would be very very surprised when he woke up. Which, was sort of a given regardless. - >