A quick drink.

After familiarizing herself with the hall. She quickly found the second floor bar. She found herself a seat at the bar. Momentarily startled as her bare ass made contact with the chair, in her rush to sit down she had forgotten to tuck it under her and it just hung off to one side of her chair. She quickly stood back up and adjusted herself. Resisting the urge to look around and see how many people she had just flashed and blushing crimson all over she sat back down and ordered a long island iced tea and a water.

The bar had a great view of the convention hall and she let herself relax and enjoy being the one doing the watching for a minute.

Her drinks soon arrived, she downed the water as soon as it was put in front of her feeling much more herself again she sipped on her long island absentmindedly as she watched the crowd mill about. Some people waiting in lines for different panels, a steady stream in and out of the autography hall. Or else just milling about getting or being the subject of photos. It was much the same scene as the first hotel but with a different section of the crowd.

By the time she was finished admiring a rather impressive Ironman armor currently getting a large birth on the main floor due to the ring of photographers her first long island was downed. She hesitated when the rather cute barkeep offered her another...