Mycha came back over in a hurry to make a dozen Alabama Slammers, flashing a smile at Tyler. "How'd it go"? She asked him as she poured all the ingredients in the shaker with one hand as she set out shot glasses on a tray with the other. Vin came over and asked if everything was alright, quietly so the bar couldn't hear. Mycha nodded. "I'm fine." She responded with a slight smile as she began pouring the drinks.