137 Intelligence Dealer

Jimmy walked to the bar and took a seat, while the lady walked behind the counter. This lady looked to be in her thirties, quite beautiful, and carried herself with grace and poise. She was Caucasian, with long blond hair, seemingly lightly made-up, and had her hair simply tied back into a ponytail, though the ends were slightly curled, suggesting this was not her usual hairstyle.

The lady was also dressed in the standard bartender uniform, a white shirt, black vest, and slacks.

It seemed that not only was the information station disguised as a bar, but its contacts all had a certain style to them. Was this some sort of industry standard?

Lady: "What will you have?"

Jimmy: "Glenlivet 18. What's your name?"

Lady: "Mia. Here's your drink. Tell me, what can I help you with?"