[Nat's some kind of casual when she shows up. Clearly just out of the shower, with how her red hair is damp, putting a wave to it when she usually puts in the effort to make it fall straight. A form-fitting minidress, lace-up boots and blood red lipstick that painted the curve of her smile as she slipped into the bar. Her blue eyes finding Jason easy enough as she slips in next to him.]
You look good.
[Her eyes linger on his scars for a moment, because she always likes the look of them, and Jason wears them well. Almost as good as she does; the dress doesn't bother to hide the gunshot on her left shoulder.]
Action!
You look good.
[Her eyes linger on his scars for a moment, because she always likes the look of them, and Jason wears them well. Almost as good as she does; the dress doesn't bother to hide the gunshot on her left shoulder.]