Sadly from her fantasy world in her mind she awoke. Her half empty glass of vodka mixed with what used to be ice was still in her hand. Her hair sticking up in a few places. How long she had slept she didn't know. She did know she must likely needed it. With the somewhat change of patrons she didn't think it was to long. Patting her hair down softly whole cussing herself for sleeping in the open again. 
Her hand would raise with her drink waving slightly towards the bar maid  who she recognized.[@Alisdragon911] Her arm no longer, thankfully being wounded but her darksubstance did somewhat pool on where it used to be in full view. 

She took time to scan all the new comers she didn't remember. Her memories mixing up with each other.
A name came to mind but she knew thatust have been an encounter a while ago. Which means he may still be here somewhere.