Ajedrez walks back into the Bar...from the front door. Yes, the
front door, because Random, some millitime just before his own post, let her in.
And she's in a good mood. Relaxed and content and smug with a job well done, and so when she flops against the couch, she looks nothing so much as a great, lazy cat who has stolen all the cream.
Of course, flopping against the couch made her short skirt ride a little higher, but she'll just ignore that for now.
[ooc: I'm here for about two and a half hours, gone for five, and then I'll be back again]