[ she lifts her glass with a raised eyebrow. ] Not sure how much pay you expect to get 'round here, but I'll settle for this.

[ part of her wants to throw the rest of it back. to just get past that initial gag reflex of the space junk they have to use for alcohol. it works, gets the head buzzing, but with none of the taste.

one downside to actually working a bar your whole life. you know the difference between good and bad. ]

I'd say welcome back, but- [ a shrug. no one really should come back, in the end. they don't deserve it. she snorts a little at the miserable comment, though, lifting her glass. ] That's why any of us are here, right?