Through the haze of the bar, she could be found seated there. One hand lazily tousles her short blonde locks, the other ashing a cigarette in an ashtray not all that far from herself. Green eyes lift and spot the other, and a friendly smirk appears on her face. "Hey, there you are!" she chirps, leaning back in her seat. "Took you long enough. It's not polite to keep a girl waitin', you know."