The door swung open to the Last Drop as the titular 'Strongest woman in Zaun' stepped into the property of debauchery as a scowl was plastered on her face, ever patron that gave her a look quickly looked away or pretended they didn't see her

After a moment of doing nothing and letting the tension build, she jammed her boxer gauzed hands into her jacket pockets before grabbing a stool and taking a seat From a table as she sat in front of the bartop.

"Something strong." She would say as her scowl turned into more of a stoic unfeeling one as a shot glass got poured, free mind you, as the bartender, chuck, offered the shot, Vi begrudgingly took the whole bottle instead and pressed the bottle into her mouth as she took a long swig. Believe it or not,she really didn't like drinking all that much. All it did was numb the pain for a day or so, but it never actually fixed it, and the worst part is there wasn't many options to actually fix it