Chryssie had no idea where she was. Well, she had a general idea of where she was. Somewhere in the city. Just where in the city and how to get back to her room was a different story. Nothing looked familiar really and she hadn't thought to bring a map with her. Shrugging her shoulders, she figured she would just find a place and ask for directions. No big deal there. Surely someone would give her directions on how to get back to the better part of the city. Right? Right.<br/><br/>The only problem was, there didn't seem to be a business open in sight. Nor were there too many people about. Well, in plain view at least. There were plenty watching her from alleys and the shadows, but she didn't think to look there. She was also steadfastly ignoring the feeling of being watched as she continued walking down the cracked sidewalk. She didn't understand what they were staring at. She was just in jeans and a t-shirt. Nothing to see here. Move along.<br/><br/>Keeping her head straight forward, it wasn't long before she found a bar and stepped inside. The smell made her nose wrinkled slightly as she paused by the door way to look around. A guy drew her eye as he seemed out of place for a bar. She didn't know many people who were still in suits this late at night or hadn't at least already shed half of them in a drunken state. Figuring the bartender would be her best bet, that is where she started to head too.