Kristina was sitting at the bar alone, as she did most of the time anyway. The alcohol helped her slow down the high from the drugs and well she never had to hide who she was. She was just asking the waiter for another shot of tequila as she noticed the man sit down next to her. He was wearing a mask but she wasn't about to judge but the smiley caught her attention. She gave a half smirk and quickly gulped the shot again looking for another. Turning towards the man she eyed him before finally selecting the right words to speak. "I have met you before." It wasn't the best selection, but seeing as her words were going to be slurred by the end of the night, it was better than any other. "Names Bri just in case you don't remember me." She turned and again signaled to remind the Bartender that her shot glass was empty. Look at me in this fucking place, you would think I could at least get an attentive waiter. I mean this is number... Well I had one when I came in and let's see. "Damn." She mumbled trying to recall the numbers in her head. With a swift shrug she spun and took another shot this one followed by a lick of salt.