*So this place was as bad as it could get, and then it started raining. If Faye was going to be anywhere in this weather, she'd need food, and drink. Fast. So she makes her way into the bar, using the rain to her advantage as she flicks the damp hair from her eyes.

Faye will either be at the bar, casting her eyes around to find someone generous enough to buy her a meal and a drink. Quite obviously a stranger, she's keeping her wits about her all the same.

Otherwise, she'll linger in the doorway, waiting for the rain to pass, stepping in and out of the street every now and then, which someone may or may not notice*