You just gave Isle a nod and headed out of The Pit. She slides out from her seat to come out to join you. She's about your height, and she's wearing a pair of leather pants and a pair of shite-kicker boots. The thrash metal carries out here, but not so bad you can't talk at a normal volume and be heard. The heat's ticking up to Scorching Time.
"Didn't expect to see you here, Esco." she drawls as she keeps that smile on her face.
What do you do?