Merinn doesn't see Lt. Urquart at the bar as she walks toward
it. There are a few people there, three humans and two vargr.
Out in the room, the tables are about half full.

***

 

The engineer sighs mentally; being stood up is something she should be used to by now. She steps up to the bar. "Whiskey sour on the rocks, and use that Vargr whiskey with the orange and green label." She pays for the drink and looks around the bar for anyone interesting.

 

JR