Bekka wasn't drunk yet, though she was trying very, very hard. Though her break had gone far better than Frankie's, she was still rather glad it was coming to an end as soon as it was. When Frankie called out for a light, Bekka stepped up from behind her, lighter extended and a smirk apparent as she took the girl's appearance in.

"You look like trampled shit." Ever the supporting comments Bekkad had. Ever supporting.