Dawn opened her mouth to answer the bartender, but her response was stopped even before it began by Adiran leaning in and askin her a question. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder at the blonde woman. "That could be her. I dunno for sure," she answered in a low tone. "If it's her, then all we have to go on is a picture of her and that weird gizmo."<br/><br/>She turned back to the bartender, "Well looks like this hunks reason for being here just walked in." She told the barman with a smirk, "A drink for the lady at that table, compliments of the gentleman on my right."<br/><br/>She leaned her head back towards Adrian and whispered conspiratorilly, "Go get her tiger. I'll go cover the door." Dawn stood, patted Adrian on the shoulder and made a show of taking a staggered half step before recovering and hurrying rather drunkenly across the floor towards the front door, one hand clasped over her mouth as if to hold off from emptying the contents of her stomach onto the bar floor.<br/><br/>Once outside, Dawn would take a position iutside the door, leaning over a railing and pretending to be warding off losing her breakfast, while keeping an eye on the door in case the woman fled.