Rebecca looked through the pockets of her black coat, and, disappointedly, laid down her next-to-last ten-dollar bill in front of the bartender's hand.  Those .30 calibres she'd outfitted her Valiant with had taken up almost all the money she'd saved up before her previous job fell through.  "Go ahead and keep the change." she said, looking over at the lady in blue, who seemed to have some potential employees already hounding her.  She took a long sip of her drink, and made her way over to the lady, who she recognized as Hedy Lamarr.  She kept this information to herself, though.  "Is it true you're looking for pilots?" she asked Miss Lamarr.  "I may not have been in any dogfights, but I can fly pretty well.  Name's Rebel, by the way." she said, extending her hand toward the actress.