Lila had slowly made her way towards the Angel's Share, a coat wrapped around her with the hood down. She could smell the place from a good twenty feet away, not that it bothered her much. The stench had reminded her of her parents' old room where they had the enjoyment of smoking pipes every night and having a few drinks as well before heading off to bed... and for that she felt that whoever had sent the letter couldn't have chosen a more wretched place.
She came up to the door and flung it open, the smell of the place now hitting her in the face. It left her dazed for a moment but she quickly regained her composition and casually made her way over to the bar, standing next to another who had a hood over their head. "This place is horrible," she muttered to herself before looking at the older stallion and continued her small rant, "You know the owner should really work on the place. "Angel's Share" what kind of a name is that? If anything I'd believe this place ought to be torn down and replaced with a nice winery."
Lila paused for a moment and let out a sigh. "However, I meant to ask you, you wouldn't know where the Devil's Cut is, do you?" she inquired.