She looks to the bookworm then to the bartender and sighs.  The glance at her cellphone offers her even less consolation.  She pulls up from under the bar ledge a lunchbox with random images covering it, opens it up and tosses in her phone...making a large clanking noise.  In one speedy gulp she finishes her drink and waves the bartender over.  "Could I please get another?  Make it a double..."  She slides a card to the bartender with her name on it,<em>Zola Giovanni</em>.  "There, I'm good for it.  If I don't pay my tab, you can take it up with my family."  A sweet smile emerges on her lips as she whispers to him, "But please, let's not let my identity spread too far.  I like to be incognito..."  She winks at him and smirks, her rainbow dreads falling around her face prettily.