Emily's eyes fluttered open, and she was suddenly aware once more of the pain in her arm. "OWWW! What the heck happened?" Things were coming back into focus, and she looked around. She was on a stretcher, and was being attended to by a couple of men as an attractive redhead looked on. Oh yeah, she remembered now. The ship had been rolling back and forth, and she had been hanging onto the balcony railing for dear life. She remembered a drunk tumbling over the balcony at her, grabbing her dress and accidentally tearing it off. She started at the memory, but realized right away that someone had covered her nakedness with a jacket. She relaxed, and looking up at her rescuers, gave them a grateful smile. "Thank you for helping me, and for covering me. How bad is it? Does anyone know what happened?"