"I'll try not to drink you under the table too much." Derrick joked and motioned for her to take a shot since it was her turn. She laughed heartily at the idea of him holding out longer than she only to shake her head with an amused smile.

"It's Evelyn.. no short nick name given." She took her shot and raised it to Derrick. "If you win... I suppose I can go out on a date.. but this mama here gots a busy schedule so I'mma have to track you down when I'm free." She winked at him and downed the shot.

Evelyn chuckled when he mentioned the two chumps he won a bet with. His faith in Darth was well earned. Darth was the king and the cage his throne after all, but watching the fight continue would give most hardcore gamblers and fans a run for their money.

It showed that Evelyn was amused by how thick the air was with tension. She swiveled her stool so she could rest her back against the bar table. Her hand searched for her next shot glass while facing the cage. She looked over to Dee with a smirk.

"Perhaps lady luck is favoring my side.. but I can't speak too soon or else it just might come back and bite me in the ass." She laughed once more and took her shot setting it back down again. She could faintly feel a light buzz starting to settle in. 

She had to blink twice or thrice when she sort of recognized a dark skinned woman with short hair strutting in while staring down a man in the throng of sweaty men and women who smelled of tobacco and alcohol and perhaps a bit of bile. But no sooner had she entered the heavily decorated man she had locked eyes on bolted for it and left for a back room of some sort or something. It was when the woman couldn't keep pace running after the guy that she took out her badge and announced she was a BoD officer. Well shit. If she were to suddenly help the woman everyone will know and recognize her status as an officer. She can't have that... especially in the Beta zones. Her profile would be flagged and everyone will know to stay and not give her the information she needs and such. Evelyn Dion will cease to exist.

She turned around in her seat to fully face the bar and took the single glass left and downed it. She soon refocused her mind and identified herself as Evelyn Dion, normal gal with no connections to the law. Who happens to be at the wrong place at the wrong time while slumming it down in the Beta zones. She then looked over to Dee and about to make an excuse to leave so suddenly and was just about halfway out of her seat when the lights shut off. Evelyn felt her stool lurching forward and some appendage she couldn't tell if it was a hand or shoulder possibly an elbow or maybe a fist or something pressuring itself into her back so suddenly. 

"What the shit!?"

Evelyn flew forward from the force and flailed her arms wildly trying to catch her balance or latch onto the bar that seemingly disappeared in the dark. Instead, her left heel was caught on the stool's lower bar leaving her wobbling right foot to hold herself upright unsteadily before losing her only footing and spun, falling backwards right into Derrick as she unintentionally shoved him off his stool while hissing in pain when her elbow collided with what she could only guess was unfortunately Dee's nuts (got 'eeem!). Or you know, somewhere in the crotch area.

"Fuck! I'm sorry.. Shit!" She apologised out of habit and cussed while getting up only to get shoved into the bar as more patrons attempted to leave. She managed to pull herself up and leaned against the bar. No stool, just standing and leaning her back against it. The lights soon came back on probably fixed by one of the guys that worked here and pretending like nothing had happened in the dark she looked over to Derrick with a raised brow.

"Uhh.. You okay?"