"I don't fucking know," Abby edged into whining but it was mostly just angry at life. "I guess at a clothing store, I'm okay at modifying my own clothes. Even if I'm not supposed to do it to Free City Military uniforms. Getting a job is new for me, just like interdimensional kidnapping. But as long as I'm not wiping down tables or fielding drink orders I'll take it."

The annoying thing about charismatic larger than life people is that it is very easy to smile around them. And check them out. Also Abby is bad at hiding the latter, in spite of what she just said a moment ago about charming handsome people.

"Julie's world is like mine, we probably have the same drinking games. Beirut, Never have I Ever, Checkers but all the pieces are shot glasses." Most of them should be easy enough to devise, although she isn't sure she can get a ping-pong ball for Beirut. "But she would probably help me teach the rest of this world some more fun..."