<div class="floatleft">(http://i43.tinypic.com/333lmip.jpg)</div>Irinia finished her run at the pub's front door and she braced herself against the door to catch her breath. Before they left to go on out of town gigs, she always like to work out hard. She stayed in pretty good shape working with the band but as any girl, she liked to make sure she looked good. Opening the door, she walked in and then sauntered over to the rest of them. She made sure to grab a towel from her bag left by the bar and swung it around her neck.<br/><br/>She reached the group and leaned her hip against the booth. She breathed in deeply, the lines of her abs tightening for a brief moment. She quirked her eyebrows at the questions of where Rachel was but remained silent. "I'm sure she'll show up." She threw in her two cents and then moved over to stand next to E.T. She waited for Cord to answer, not wishing to interrupt.<br/><br/>She turned her back and surveyed what all she needed to be doing soon. After a moment, she turned back to the group and just listened. In her mind she could visualize how packed this pub was going to be for their farewell send off. She smiled and enjoyed the people around her.