Artemis needed a break from all of the wedding planning. It had been nonstop wedding cake, dresses, tuxes, shoes and ties. She was tired and wanted nothing more than to settle back into her own, 'normal' life. It was why she found herself in a regular spot that she visited quite frequently. Other than the Wilted Rose, Devils Den. It was a nice quiet place she could go and not have to deal with the loud screaming of wedding plans. She took a seat at her usual table, order her usual drink and smiled at her usual wait staff. When her drink arrived, she sipped on it. That is until she received a small envelop. She looked down at it, it was usually the way that she received a job, but she had taken some 'time off' to plan her wedding. They all should have known that, she put a word out. Perhaps it was an urgent matter, or perhaps it was one that paid incredibly well.
She picked up the little envelope and it seemed to be heavy. She flicked her tongue across her lips and looked around for the person that would take her to the man, or woman, that needed the help with their 'little problem.' When no one came up right away, she went back to sipping on her drink. She didn't open the envelope yet, she was sure it was enchanted to keep closed until there weren't people around, or perhaps so only she could open it. But time was money, and money could wait, until she met the person. If it was a good client, she may consider it, if not, she would politely hand it back and inform them she was just too 'busy' to take on their case at the moment.
Her fingers found the blonde locks of her hair and she ran them through, her eyes set on the door. Her hand slithered its way up to the white envelope and she tucked it into her thigh highs. Now, to wait for the man of the hour.
