She got her daddy's tongue and temper
Sometimes her mouth could use a filter
God shook his head the day he built her
Oh, but I bet he smiled.
Lee Brice, She Ain't Right

She finally had a lead.. Apparently, the reason her birth mother hadn't been found so easily before now was because she was going under a different name these days. Adriana stared at the paper in her hands and bit her full lower lip as she said the name aloud and mused to herself about her birth mother's choice in names for her 'new identity'... Why had she chosen the name she'd given her before she'd given her up to complete strangers almost and walked away without an actual look back or a thought about what she was doing?

The woman lived in Port Charles, New York. Adriana rolled her eyes and said to herself aloud, "Figures she lives in god damn New York." her voice heavy with her thick Southern accent. Adriana had grown up in Georgia and she'd never been that far north.

Hell, the farthest she'd ever actually been from home was when she'd left for a while at seventeen and even then she'd stayed around the southern states because just the thought of going somewhere like New York made her cringe a little. But if she were going to confront her birth mother then apparently, New York was where she was going to have to go.

She thought about this as she wiped the bartop down and got ready for another heavily crowded Friday night. Football was a big thing in her small hometown, and after tonight's high school rivalry game with a high school from the next county, Adriana knew the place would be packed so she was relishing the quiet, currently. She wasn't expecting anyone to come into the bar just yet, so when the door opened she called out, "Can't you read the sign? We're closed until 9." without really looking up.

Sam gaped at the girl for a few moments. It was almost like looking in a mirror, looking at Adriana was. She'd prepared herself for pretty much anything that might come up except for just how much her oldest child might actually resemble her. She finally got her wits about her and said quietly, "The door was unlocked."

"Probably, ma'am, because I came in early to play a round of darts and clean the damn place up." Adriana said as she worked on ordering the liquor bottles on the shelves behind the bar, still not really paying any actual attention to the woman who'd taken a seat on a bar stool.

She finally turned around and seeing the woman made her drop the bottle of vodka in her hands as she gaped at the woman a moment in shock. This sense of familiarity washed over her and she blinked and then asked quietly, "Have I.. Have I seen you before or something?"

"Nope." Sam said as she looked at the girl and then asked, "What's your name?" mostly just sticking to what she'd told herself she was here to do.. She'd told herself that all she was going to do was see how her daughter was doing.. That if Adriana didn't know about her, she wasn't going to tell her. At least then she'd have her closure and she'd know for one hundred percent certain that her daughter was happy, that she'd had a good life. So far, Adriana's life seemed to have been a pretty decent one, judging by what she'd dug up about her daughter, though Sam did have her concerns about some of Adriana's hobbies and past brushes with the law, trouble she'd gotten into at school as a kid.

Beyond that, Adriana seemed to be relatively healthy and happy. At least she did on paper. Looking at Adriana right now, however, Sam was wondering if she really were happy. The girl just seemed tense.. She seemed like she was angry about something and hurt. The maternal instincts were working in overdrive and Sam reminded herself that when she had let Adriana's father con her into the arrangement he had, she'd essentially given up all right to worry but sitting here now, she found herself worrying all the same.

"Adriana. What's yours?" Adriana asked as she studied the woman sitting on the barstool across from her intently and then grabbed a longneck bottle from the refridgerated area behind the bar for herself, popping the top against the counter, taking a long pull from the bottle as she waited for the woman's answer. When the woman told her her name she spat her beer out and gaped at her a few moments then reminded herself 'She walked away then, Adri. Ain't no damn way she's gonna come and look for you, wanna be in your life now.. Besides, you have a mother.. Her name is Angel and you wasted at least five or six good years with her running off like you did just because you butted heads a lot.'

It was probably just coincidence after all, Sam was a pretty common name for both men and women. She noticed the woman had a New Yorkers accent and asked in curiousity, "What brings you to Georgia?" as she looked at the woman still shocked for the most part that the woman seemed to look so very familiar to her and so much like her if you wanted the honest to God truth of the matter.

"Just checking on someone." Sam said casually as she eyed the beer in her daughters hand and asked, "Can I get one of those? It's been a really, really long trip for me and I just wanted to stop and unwind." which made the girl laugh a little, the smile so similar to her own it was almost spine tingling as Adriana grabbed a beer and held it out to her and then informed her, "We live football here, ma'am.. So if you wanna wind down? Not gonna get much of that around 9 or so.. That's when the football game will be over for Beaumont High.. Tonight's a rivalry game so it's gonna get rowdy in here. Just wanna warn you ahead of time."

Sam sipped her own beer after opening it in a manner similar to her daughter and then asked, "Do you live around here?"

"Mhmm.. In that 2 story Victorian just outside of town.. The one with the barn and the cow pasture?" Adriana said as she wondered what was up with this woman's strange questions about her and stared at her a moment then added, "It's my parents old place." as she looked at the woman and shrugged then added "I'm hardly ever home though." as she turned her a ttention back to wiping down the bartops and listening to the football game being broadcast on a local radio station.

Sam watched her daughter as Adriana moved around the bar, laughed a little to herself when she discovered that apparently Adriana had gotten her love of sports too and was getting caught up in the game's being broadcast and was yelling swears at the radio as a result.

Adriana watched Sam and then said with a casual shrug, "Leave it to our guys to screw it all up in the third quarter. They're gonna keep it up and get their asses booted right out of state finals." while sipping her beer and looking out the window that ran along the front of the bar and into the parking lot, mostly to stop gaping like an ass at the woman sitting across the bar who just happened to resemble her so much it was a little more than creepy.

"So.. Are you going to college?" Sam asked in curiousity as Adriana nodded and said quietly, "Going for history. I'm minoring in Psychology." with a shrug as she added, "Personally, I'd rather just work in the garage the rest of my life but hey.. Made my mom a promise and damned if I'm not gonna at least keep this one." while drinking a little more of her beer and then asking, "You said you were here to check on someone.. Who are you here to check on?"

"My daughter." Sam said quietly, seeing no real reason to lie or anything as she looked at Adriana and then asked, "What made you pick Psychology?"

Adriana shrugged as she filed away what the woman said about checking in on a daughter for later.. She wasn't sure why but she got the distinct feeling that the woman had a reason for coming in here, for asking her all these questions that while seemingly innocent small talk also made Adriana feel like the woman was desperately trying to get close to her for some reason.. Then again, Adriana was a paranoid person sometimes so maybe it was just everything she'd discovered about her own life and how it'd all been pretty much a lie as of late finally piling up on her making her suspicious when she had no real reason to be.

It wasn't like Sam was here to check up on her.. Right?