Eliza came in, her forehead drenched, cuffs still on her wrist, bloodied hands dripping ghostly blood upon the ghostly floor. She glanced at Teno, LadySky, and Tad, and gave a hysterical laugh. "That was fun, for the moment." It could still be seen that she still had her apron on with a huge bloodstain up it. "Hey Tad, this belongs to you," she said, pointing at her stain. She sat on one of the bar stools and order a ethereal drink. "One Bloody Mary, please."