Finally,  she emerged from her hideaway corner, a hand rubbing her eyes. Not realizing the actual business currently,  she mosied up to the bar.

"I hate to be a bother, but a cup of coffee would suit me real nice"

Faint were embroidered on her cheek from leaning on her book, and her lovely red hair seemed a bit mangled. Overall,  she didn't look -that- bad, but it wasn't professional to say the least.
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