After a quick tidy at a sink and mirror Marci was content she'd done what she could to freshen up. With a deep breath the young woman headed back out into the dim room. It was smokey, not that anyone had been smoking in here for hours, and had an overall unpleasant smell. Putting on a soft smile she went to the bar and perched herself on a stool on the end nearest the door.<br/><br/>"Rough night?" The bar tender asked Marci as he set a drink of some sort infront of her. She only replied with a slight shake of her head and a smile, "Thanks Gary." Marci uttered before taking a drink of the beverage, her hands were shaking and ended up needing to use both hands. Music played faintly in the background, practically in audible over the establishment's poor sound system. A person on staff had come to check on Ziarla.