Blondes were a dime a dozen in these parts, it made fitting in easier. Average height knocked her down to a plain old 5'4"ish with a proportionate weight that said she might work out a few times a week or something. Violet eyed and perpetually perky, she did well in a serving capacity. Of course she traded one sort of service for something far more mundane. Slinging drinks was easy peasy compared to the demands placed upon the higher orders of the celestial bodies.
Mixology, flirting, pretending to be something she's not.
((Feel free to play off of her angelic blood, just don't be surprised if her reaction brushes it off. She's not trying to stand out after all! Questions or ideas? PM me, I don't bite. Hard.))