Judy was sitting at her set up in Lizzie's. Humming along to whatever tunes she had going on in her head. Trying to stay positive even after the loss of her best friend. After all , she didn't. Who will? Hearing some footsteps, she turned her head and even her chair.

"Hey, what brings you here stranger...Kidding...What's up?"

Judy has been down. It's a gut feeling that no one can shake off. Not even herself