Rebecca laughed, tugging her jacket a little more closely around her. One would think that as much as she traveled, she'd have been a little better at preparing for the weather in other parts of the globe, but no. She really needed to get out of the airport a little more.
"The Chubby Pickle?" she echoed, "Sounds vaguely suggestive, but that's fine by me." She smirked. "As long as they've got good, stiff...drinks."