"What's your favorite type of drink?"

"Listen, if you're trying to hit on me…" the girl in the bar replied, "Don't."

"I'm not trying to hit on you." The dark haired girl sat down next to her. "I'm just trying to be friendly, starting with buying you a drink."

"Which will inevitably lead to hitting on."

"Not unless you want it to. Do you want it to end up with kissing?"

"I'm–" she sheepishly started, trying to look away, down, around the room. She gave up, laughing. Who's to say she couldn't have a little fun? "Buy me any type of drink."

"Now we're talking. Sir?" she called to the bartender, pointing. "Two… of those please!"

"So are you new here? I've never seen you around."

"Tell me about yourself first."

"Not until we have had a lot to drink." She winked.

Three rounds later, she asked the same question.

"There's not much to know. My name is Evelyn Roland. I've lived here for most of my life. My dad's Greek, mom's American. I come here a lot. I have had a few bad relationships in the past. I desperately want to find where I belong. Your turn."

"I'm Chloe. Chloe Katsaros. That's about it."

"No? Nothing else? Parents, pets, schools, boyfriends, girlfriends, nothing?"

"That's classified."

"Classified? What are you, a spy? Ha!" she downed the rest of her cup and leaned in. "Secrets aren't all that bad though."

"Are you the one that's hitting on me, now?" Chloe finished her own cup, trying to suppress a smile, maybe a laugh, but failing.

"Maybe. You don't seem to mind. You know, I'm feeling… freer than I was earlier."

"Always a good sign. You up for another round?"

"Abso– shit!"

"Bad words involved?"

"I have to go home. I work tomorrow and–"

"I got you covered, girl." She took out her phone and called a cab. "Give them a few minutes."

"What about you though?"

"I have to walk you to your doorstep, don't I?"

Evelyn smiled.

"Chloe Katsaros?" a man's voice called. She and Evelyn stood up and walked together to the tall Scottish man in the door.

"Well hello there, handsome! You must be Mr. Cab Company that I ordered!"

"Uh, yes. Ch – Miss, who is this with you?"

"Evelyn! Can I just take her home first, pleeeease?" The man sighed and reluctantly agreed.

"Just… let's go."

Chloe thought the car ride could've been a little longer, but the man seemed to drive faster than the other cars on the road.

"That's the house!" Evelyn's head lolled as she stared out the window. The car pulled to the curb, and she opened the door and ran outside.

"Hold on a second!" Chloe yelled, chasing after her. Once she reached the doorstep, panting, she grabbed her hand. "You going to be ok tonight?"

"I'll be fine. Thanks for tonight. I had fun. Ohh!" she shuffled through her purse, pulling out a marker and a scrap of paper. She scribbled down her name and number before handing it to her.

"One more thing before I go inside. Go to bed." She stalled for a second and kissed Chloe. It took her by surprise, but she didn't mind. She smiled, wrapping her arms around her.

Alec honked the horn

"I'm sorry about him. I'll call you? Text you?"

"Sounds good."

As Evelyn walked into her house, Chloe stumbled back to the car.

"Want to be a little more impatient, Alec?"

"We have work to do, Zoe."

"Ugh. Can't we stick with Chloe?"

"No. Why didn't you just do what you were supposed to do tonight?"

"What? Super spy stuff? Finding a sister? I did better than that."

"Do tell."

She took out the slip of paper from Evelyn.

"I got Revenant's phone number."