Maeve forced a bit of a smile before sitting down on the edge of the circular bench seat. From her current perch she had a good view of most of the bar the only a peripheral of the door. It would have to do for now although the red-haired woman would have preferred a much better vantage point. She was a little too used to having to make quick getaways. “the rough morning is something I can definitely relate to.” she murmured, rubbing a little at her temples, her Irish accent strong. She glanced once more at the girl over by the bar, raising an eyebrow as she noticed her almost avoiding looking over at them. “ is everything alright with her? Or has she not been over here yet?” Maeve asked, although an answer wasn't really needed as the girl she'd begun referring to in her mind as Asian Barbie made her way back over to them, Goody Two-Shoes scooting into let her sit down as well.<br/><br/>The opening door was quick to draw her attention, although she was slightly relieved to see it was another of their little group from the previous night. It bothered her that she could remember so little of the details of what happened especially after they retrieved whatever they’d been sent there for. Especially that she couldn't remember what they had been sent there for. She greeted him with a silent nod of her head. It wasn't until goody-two-shoes spoke up that the former arms dealer gave her full attention to the conversation, especially when she mentioned that she too was having trouble remembering details from the previous night. “ I remember the van. I remember we were supposed to retrieve something but I can't remember what. I'm hazy on the details but I remember Warehouse of some sort. And I'm not sure how cuz I don't remember acquiring it but I know we got what we went there for. After that... Nothing.”<br/><br/>Maeve nodded understandingly as the woman continued mentioning that they would need to be reminded of each other's names. She was glad for that as the Ginger haired woman had never been very good at remembering names when she didn't think she'd ever be seeing them again. “Maeve Taggart.” she offered up waiting for the others to follow suit.