Alice<br/><br/>Ambiguous smile was the only responce to Vence's<em>"Do you want someone to join you to...uh, scrub your back?"</em>from Alice before she went to the bath-cabin of the bus. This was the classic smile of the drunk girl, complicated and impossible to understand. The kind of smile that makes men think it was "yes" when the rational side of his mind knows, it was clearly "no".<br/><br/>The water was cold. So cold that even pass-out drunk would get sober. Buzz in the head was slowly flying away when she heard some noise outside of the bus. Some people in panic, howling of the firetrucks and cheering of the wild crowd.<br/><br/>Alice realized there's something wrong with the backstage and the crowd. The only thing she didn't understand, was to why the band still stays on the place, but soon her mind was lit with that as well.<br/><br/>briefly drying her hair and putting on as much clothes as can be put in about 2 minutes she jumped out of the bath and to the band.<br/><br/>"Are we missing someone? where's Maggie... and Boss?"