The pony-tailed girl returns to the juke joint. "Thank god the guys all made it out alright!" Caitrin thinks. These kind of fellas were too dangerous. But she loved 'em anyway. After all, what was life for if ya couldn't have a good time?
"Y'all're gonna get your fool selves killed one of these days, ya know that?" Blondy gave an uncaring shrug. Greaseball was still out doing Lord knows what. The way he left was so odd...Caitrin sighed. "Mbo, put on The Who. I need something loud to get my spirits up!" Caitrin smiled, with just a bit of sorrow. Just another night in Mudcatland, doing the best she could.