Melinda couldn't help but laugh. She let her head fall for a moment, the chunks of hair that hung from her messy ponytail fell into her face. It was a terrible curtain to hide behind, though. Not that she really needed to -- Matt had managed to bring out her bashful smile enough times to know what it looked like.
"I look absolutely shattered." She countered, her eyebrows raising a little to punctuate her comment. After all, she hadn't properly even cleaned the smudged eyeliner from her eyes.
"Have a late appointment?" She asked curiously, leaning agains the bar.