Marcy smiled, crawling off some random dude's lap and patting his head. He had passed out, and she could still smell the alcohol from here. She put on her thong, and the string she called a bra, heading out into the bar. She looked around, and with a bright cheery expression she headed towards the bar, looking much different then normal...in a good way. She soon found her roommate, walking behind the bar she punched him in the shoulder. "Hey, have you seen my shirt? I need to start waiting tables." She started to scour the area behind the bar, soon stumbling upon a nice baggy shirt that she quickly threw on. "Okay, any orders?"