"Yeah, you'll do that." Susanne said, before taking the glass on her lips. She managed to get a mouthful into her from the glass before the 40% alcohol started to burn enough of her to spurt the entire mouthful to the bardesk, as she was left violently coughing for a moment, gasping for breath. Leaning to the bardesk, she almost felt like throwing up, but looking to her side, the open door to the back at least told Reggie wasn't there to see. She then went back to the bardesk and just decided to go with a soda.

After a drink, and some minor scavenging from the bardesk, Susanne then grabbed her shotgun, starting to check out rest of the room. Looking up at the stage, she couldn't even imagine what kind of people would pay their heads off to just see some skank shaking their ass ever so little at here. Turning away, Susanne then noticed the booth, that apparently worked the lighting and sound. Getting behind it, she noticed some CD's, but as she started going through them, Susanne saw that it was mostly some dance disco garbage, at least to her.