Morgan looked at the woman and followed her toward the waiting car. She gave her a bit of a smile when she helped her in. The stranger's name sounded like something a nun would have, and somehow that alleviated a little of her worry. As she waited as the drunken girl moved her feet and she looked back to Ave. The way she she treated the girl named Dee made her think they had to be close friends and she slid into her place in the back seat then. She didn't say much else when spoken to, just gave a few small smiles and a nod to the girl next to her.  Morgan didn't bother asking why they were in such a place as it was none of her business.<br/><br/>As she pulled on her seat belt she looked out the window as the old man had stumbled from the building in search of her. She shuddered a little and sunk down in the seat a bit. All she wanted was some food, a hot bath and a warm bed now. Wiping at her mascara streaked face she sighed a little in contemplation of where she was and how she got there. The two women in the vehicle with her seemed to fade from reality and view as the young Asian-American girl lay her head against the window and started to drift to sleep again.