Lena looked over, after having been flirting with the bartender, which had got her a free drink to nurse, and shrugged. Clear enough signal for the oh so comforting 'Meh'. All she'd gotten was that yes, their victim had been at the bar that night, but then again...so had a lot of people, and there was no way the bartender noticed anything more than 'guy was here'. Even cleavage only got you so far. Looks like they'd need to question new people.
"Apparently the guys at the booth at our 7 o'clock were there and in his general vicinity that night, but that's hardly much help," she said to Val amidst the din of the bar when her partner had finally managed to extract herself from conversation with the walking ad for breathmints.
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