Rolled over in her extravagant bed with a soft moan of a noise. The hum of the propellers steady in the background letting her know the ship was still airborne, as it should be. Sitting up, peering around a moment. Having slept in the nude as she usually did, she took a moment to find the floor with bare feet before stepping out of the bed. Reaching over and picking up last night's glass of beer, taking a sip, groaning at the pungent taste before setting it back down. Ugh.. She would turn and start pulling on her leather pants, her big boots, starting to button up her coat when she would turn her head towards her door. Number One! You awake!? she knew your quarters were right across from her own, this was her usual way of greeting you in the morning.