Estelle

TLC 01/2, 13, 17

Human

Owner of Estelle's Bar. "Grandmother packing a gun," always smoking a cigarette, so head always encased in haze of smoke. Teased red bouffant hair that gave her a few more inches. Drawn-on eyebrows. Tiny,

Estelle liked having cops around her business. She said it kept away a lower element.

Estelle inspired loyalty in her customers by treating them all like family. She showed up at bedsides in hospitals, fed hungry musicians, and gave unasked for advice. Estelle’s rule number thirty-one: Look out for Leira