>>35528691>From a curtain behind the counter came a tall, slender, sharp-featured woman with dark skin and a wiry mohawk of alternating black and silver stripes>Her ice blue eyes met Sunset's and she returned the smile that the redhead wore>"Good morning, Sunset dear," she said>"Just who is it you've brought here?">"This is Gilda," explained Sunset, "who's getting me back and forth to and from school while I get some biker leathers finished."
"Yo.">"Greetings, good friend of Sunset. Or am I jumping ahead, and you are not friends as of yet?">Gilda shrugged
"Well, we aren't best friends or whatever, but I don't wanna see Sunset turn into sausage, and so here we are.">”A noble goal indeed, my friend; neither do I wish to see Sunset meet her end.”>Turning to Sunset, she then asked, “What will it be for this morning so fine? Something you can drink down fast so you can reach school in time?”