Vi always walked up to the bar counter of The Last Drop, you worked there part time. You have nothing else to do and Vander was such a nice guy, like a father figure to you. She smoothly walked up to the bar counter, tapping it gently.

You tilt your head as you poured a drink, “Oh, hey, you must be Violet. One of Vander’s kids.” You said.

“Aha, just call me Vi. I haven’t seen you aroun’ here before. You new to the Undercity or somethin’?” She asks, looking up and down at your body.