Jet would finnaly stumble back into the bar finding herself seated at the table she had started odd so longago it felt at. Slightly remembering how less crowded he place felt then compared to now. Laugher and conversations were about and the best she wanted was a nice strong drink of something to wake up her senses. She slightly recognized the speach of the pixie unable to place where or why she did. Scanning the area she kept a look at the main actions of people near by. Mainly one man pulling a new bartender aside. She would wait until he released her so she could order something. 
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