You see her, standing alone at the other end of the bar. It's still a little dark so you can't make out her features yet. You don't know who she is or why she's there, but you send a drink to her in hopes something can get started. She smiles at you and motions for you to join her. The place is a little crowded, so you have to push past a few people to get to her. Now that you see her, she's scared. Burn scars. You choke back your disgust as you smile and try to be friendly.