Becca walked over to the girl when she called out, smiling at she perky manner.<span style="color: indigo"> "Certainly. It's Demoine and thank you for the heads up. I would have hated for my room to be given away. And I don't think there is really anything else I need, other than some strong coffee and a bite to eat. I assume those things are that way?" </span>She said, pointing into the bar area. She noticed that Emma and Loretta were heading in but figured she would leave them in peace.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Thank for your help."</span>She said to the girl and wandered in the direction of the bar. Plopping on the same barstool as last night, she waiting for someone to come take her order. She propped her head in her hand and just stared off into space until she happened to glance Fanya. Who else could it possibly be? Becca nearly fell off her stool. She remembered Fanya saying something about her skin not always being red but WOW! She looked amazing. Becca instinctively fidgeted with her scarf and had to take a couple of deep breaths to steady herself.<br/><br/>She realized that the bartender was patiently waiting to take her order and she blushed before mumbling an inquiry for coffee, bacon, eggs, hash browns or anything along those lines. All the while, Becca's eyes barely left Fanya.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>