Jen didn't really know where the hell she was or really how she got there.  She knew one day she was blowing off going into the office to find a drink when suddenly she was here in this odd place...and trying to find a drink.

The Raven haired girl had went through the doors of the tavern to see who she could flirt with to get a girl some free drinks but instead she noticed some panda sitting next to a...girl?...guy?... Whatever the liquor was there on their table.  Her small frame and low hip hugging pants showing a bit of her mid drift was all part of the act she used to hide what her true motives really where and it worked for her usually and hopefully in this world it did to as well.

With brazen moxy, or would it rather be her not giving a shit attitude Jen strolled up to the table and grabbed one of the drinks and just chugged it down without seemingly a breath taken.  Slamming the empty container down on the table the girl coughs and tries to regain her composer, barely getting her obscene words out of her mouth.  "Holy *coughing* Shit....What the *coughing* is that?" She looks at the panda.  "You could fly a damn ship to the moon with that!"   She really wasn't complaining, she had grown a high tolerance to anything normal at this point anyway and was just surprised anything gave her a kick back.  

Unfortunately she wasn't exactly done, as her nature to say whatever she wants.  She slides to sit next to Xiomara without as much asking if she could.  "So like...you a dude or a chick?"  Her comments profusely expelling out of her mouth without abandon and likely with a tone that would sound offensive.