(OOC: should I note how much the meal etc cost?  And I assume she got the call?)<br/><br/>Ah... well, she knew the one brand, but the other two were cheaper... well, might as well go with what you know, so it was the well-trusted bourbon, a quick check-out, and wow, look at the time!<br/><br/>Gear in tow, either slung over her shoulder, held in her hand, or hauled behind her on wheels, she made her way quickly to the private dock.  Figured with all her gear she might have a bit of a time going through the security checkpoint... off to meet her new employer to get her weapons and armor registered, and then to meet the crew... bourbon in amidst her clothing slung over her shoulder for now (that would come later).