Athena hops backward up onto the counter, making a slight dismayed face as her coffee starts to slop over the cup's edges a little.

She whistles it back into the cup, just because she can.

"Fuck. I have no idea. I--oh. Um. Is there somewhere around here where I could get some clothes? Just like. Nothing fancy, but I'm going to start to smell if I keep switching between the little bit I've got. Kind of wasn't packed for a trip, if you get me."