Julianna stood in front of the refrigerated cabinet for longer than was necessary, letting the chilly air cool her off while scanning the limited selection of drinks. She'd done her version of dressing down for the day; plain T shirt tucked into a pair of jeans, cross-trainers on her feet. This was the field, more or less, and that meant she had to dress the part of the active Watcher.

"Hey." There was a tap to her shoulder, and the Englishwoman startled out of the draft. "Are you gonna stand there all day, or can I get a beer?" the man next to her demanded. He looked like a trucker sort, longish hair and a few days' worth of beard growth bristling his cheeks and chin. Julianna was so cross that she almost told him to bugger off, but she decided that it wasn't worth it. She yanked two large bottles of water out of the rack, then stalked off in dignified silence.

There was a man in front of her at the counter, and she toyed with her borrowed keychain while waiting for the cashier to finish ringing the other customer up. "Aren't those things a rip-off?" she asked out of idle curiosity, pointing at the colorful scratch off ticket. "It seems as if you'd get better odds in a casino."