Dawn was hopping out the door of the hovercar before the thing had come to a full stop. Not that she didn't like the people she was stuck in the vehicle with, they were for the most part, fine. It's just that the scenery left something to be desired and the ride was well, boring.<br/><br/>"Whiskey for me," Dawn calls out, eyeing the building warily. Part of her was sure the thing would fall over as soon as her boots hit the floor, but the booze was inside and well, that was enough for her. She tromped into the building and marched over to stand near Adam at the bar.<br/><br/>She shrugs her shoulders at his question and pounds back the drink, shoving the glass away while the liquid burns a path down to her stomach. "No idea. Don't have much to go on. I think one of the eggheads has a photo though," she offers. In truth she was just here for the paycheck. She didn't really give a rat's unwashed backside if they found this woman, the gizmo, or whatever. So long as she collected enough credits to keep her in drink till the next check, that was enough for her.