You didn't see Peach here earlier - haven't seen her around since the day before yesterday, in fact - but now she swoops down from the rafters, flapping rather awkwardly. There's a rectangular package clutched in her talons; it looks about the size of a DVD.
"Hey Bar!" she screams, flying over to deposit her cargo on the bar's surface. "Got a welcome-home present for Blodwen Rowlands, when she gets out of the slammer."
The
gift disappears, and Peach cackles to herself as she flies off.
OOC: Sad to say, but I've no time for RP tonight - Peach was just here to get that little errand taken care of.