Tess was a week removed from her beat down with a guard who knew close to nothing about his motorcycle. With her ribs supported, she wore a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and her athletic shoes as she served drinks and let everyone else do the heavy lifting and strenuous activity. Her face was down to normal, a thin line was still above her right eye as it continued to heal.
"Good night for a party," she offered the birthday boy.