"Mornin', Richard... Mi." Threnody lifts her 'coffee' in salute. She considers warning the girl, but decides against. The stuff tastes even worse to her now that she knows it's reconstituted.<br/><br/>It looks like it's been some time since Threnody slept. Her dark, pixie-cut hair is mussed where she's been leaning her head on one hand, and her eyes have a slightly bruised look. And she's still wearing the clothes she had on last night -- faded gray jeans and a comfortable-looking black sweater... plus knee-high leather boots with low heels and plenty of buckles. The boots and the piercings do give her a slightly punk look, but her attitude seems more mellow than that.