Beck smiled warmly at Rachel.  The Bartender had been nice to her both times she'd sampled the place.  When the bill was placed in front of her, she glanced at the total, did the simple math and left a 20 % tip, laying the cash atop the invoice.<br/><br/>"Thanks, Rachel.  See ya t'morrow."<br/><br/>Taking the lager in her hand she nodded at the group collectively, offering the faintest of polite smiles before heading into the lobby and up to her room.  "Evenin' folks.  Stay safe now."<br/><br/>Only after the group was behind her did she cringe.<i>Shit!  That was stupid.</i>her inner critic piped up.  If she was going for complete anonymity, using her normal sign-off wasn't the best way to go about it.  Hopefully none of the strangers were fans; she doubted any of them would have been.