Becca exited the elevator and walked to the bar. She felt better but still drained. As the only thing she had to eat was the crisps what seemed like days ago she knew she should not drink but she could not help herself. She just needed to sort things out and this seemed as good a place as any. Her dark eyes flicked over to Emma and Loretta farther down the bar and the doctor farther still. A brief smile crossed her face in case one of them saw her. She took up a seat and smiled at the bartender.<span style="color: indigo">"May I please get a whiskey and nuka-cola?"</span>Her voice carried a cheer that she did not completely feel but she was getting there.<br/><br/>Her fingers combed through her hair and she just stared off into space while her mind worked. She was trying to figure out what to do about Jynx, what Fanya could possibly want and what she was going to do about the situation in general. While all those thoughts swirled in her head, the naughty thoughts started encroaching again and that was yet another thing she had to deal with.<i>What a day</i>, she thought to herself, shaking her head softly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>