Afterlife was one of the most best places to get a drink in Night city, and a place to get work, whether it killed you or made yourself a name in its long line of legends. And tonight you was in the presence of one of David Martinez's crew, someone, who had been thought to been deceased after Adam Smasher got the drop on her, yet here she was, alive, hooded with her neon hair showing and wearing more chrome than usual, most of it being there to keep her alive...

"Eh? You thought I was DEAD, Choom?... huh, well I do remember getting smashe--" she said, sat spinning on a stool at the Afterlife bar before stopping, thinking to herself for a minute, but not for long as she soon grinned.

"Hah, absolute BULLSHIT! I was just asleep that's all! Now, how about we get a drink ~" she said, her pure bleached white skin gleaming, as her chromed hands tapped on the bar, knocking over your drink right onto your lap!