She was remembering all the good time she had there, all that dancing, all those sweethearts smiling and drinking...
Smiling herself, she didn't notice a woman entering and Mord leaving the counter to serve her.
When she turned around to look back to him, she finally noticed no one was there anymore indeed.
Pouting, the girl glanced around and winked at a boy who seemed absorbed in his thoughts while sipping a beer slowly.
Finally noticing Mord was busy, she leaned forward, lying on her belly on the counter, to try to reach the bottle of vodka that was certainly hidden somewhere under it...
Without much luck.
Since Mord wasn't a fool and knew for quite a while the dictum 'Never let a bottle of vodka within reach when Concordia is around', all she was able to do was to cause quite a mess, making some empty bottles fall to the ground.
Mord, hearing that, gazed at the girl, and mumbling a somewhat soundful 'Damnit!', quickly left Emmanuelle to make the girl sit down correctly...