[Eventually she feels well enough to leave her room for an extended period of time. (A good thing too - it's starting to get stuffy in there.) The saloon's alarmingly quiet now that the majority of the workers have packed up and gone, but that suits her needs just fine. She makes her way to the bar and orders a drink; it arrives in record time and she thanks the barkeep before taking her drink and stepping to a nearby table.
A bout of nausea hits then, enough for her grip to loosen and for the mug to tumble down and shatter against the floorboards, sending tea and ceramic flying everywhere.
JASON
A bout of nausea hits then, enough for her grip to loosen and for the mug to tumble down and shatter against the floorboards, sending tea and ceramic flying everywhere.
Sorry about those nice shoes, Jason.]