Another night went by and absolutely nothing. Rather than wasting time in her apartment to figure things out, Elizabeth decided she needed a drink, which is why she was now making her way towards the town's bar. As soon as she stepped inside, the mixture of blood and alcohol mixed the hair. Maybe heading out to the bar wasn't a good idea, not when she could clearly hear the heart beats of every drunkard, the flow of blood. Closing her eyes for a moment, Liz shook her head to push all those thoughts away. She'd have to hunt for another animal later, right now the alcohol would calm her senses. Making her way up to the bar, Elizabeth took an empty seat next to a man who seemed like a priest. She raised an eyebrow at the sight but rather than commenting on that, she looked up at the bartender, "Anything strong." she stated before watching the bartender back away to prepare her drink.