OOM: Sallie and Sam.

[realmrsreynolds]

Sallie has a kind of alert system in place, Bar in her head and all, when folk walk through the Door that she needs or would want to see. If it's a need, the image that comes to the fore is more immediate - that time Malcolm decided to get himself shot literally in the foot for example. All tinged in red and throbbing like.

If it's a want, it's softer - warm lights from the bar tinting Sam Winchester's cheeks foreign colors as he walks in.

"Been forever!" Sallie chirps to herself, untying the apron strings at her back and leaving her suite for the main bar.