Soft was clearly somewhere in the back, making a rather large amount of noise with something. Gwyn would be fairly certain she heard a crash at some point, and Soft would come out slightly disoriented with a bucket on her head that she either didn't seem to comprehend was there, or didn't care.

She did seem to comprehend Gwyn was there on the other hoof. She shook her head to deal with the disorientation to make sure she wasn't seeing things.


"Ummm, Hi. Didn't expect to see you here....well....ever, let alone when the bar is being closed down." Soft said, taking the bucket off her head and setting it somewhere in the back room.