The Bar at the End of the Universe

The front door of the bar opens and a red head walks through, shouting over her should, "Just make sure it's done by the time I get back!" Her head turns to look where she's going and her steps faulter a second as she realizes that it's not the downtown St. Louis she was expecting to be walking into. A glance back behind her shows no door to walk back through, which will earn a soft frustrated growl from her as she spins and makes her way to the bar.

She'll look like a certain telepath for a couple people in the bar, especially since she's only dressed in a simple jeans and t-shirt today. She settles at the bar, grumbling softly about disappearing doors.