Well, things had gotten eventful rather quickly. The girl she was trying to help out got knocked over by a blonde newcomer running out of the bar...And the other brunette seemed to be apologising for getting run into, which seemed kind of backwards. Not that Rachel's response would've been much better in the circumstances.

[i]"..."Peaches"? Really?"[/i] Rachel thought to herself, offering a hand to help the shorter girl back to her feet. Granted, she hadn't actually gotten around to learning the other girl's name yet either, but still! Giving someone you just met (if running into them as you fled a bar counted as meeting them) a nickname like that seemed really embarrassing.

"Um, is ev-" Rachel began to ask, curious as to what caused the blonde's quick exit. However she cut herself off as another person exited the bar. This one was wearing what looked to to be a nice coat...and some kind of power fist. And she seemed to have some business with the blonde. Something about some place Rachel had never heard of.

[i]"Right...shutting up."[/i]