Colin noticed the girl enter the bar out of the corner of his eye.  He was tempted to tell her to come and join the group, but decided not to.  If she was sitting alone, it was probably because she wanted to be alone for the moment.  The bar was still male-heavy, but now Chance was no longer alone.  The last thing the newcomer needed was a rush of testosterone headed her direction.  So he caught her eye and gave her a smile and a nod to let her know she wasn't being ignored, but could come over in her own time.<br/><br/>Like everyone else but Brock, she had an air of the supernatural about her.  And Colin really wasn't there weren't latent undiscovered powers in Brock as well.  The fact that he'd found this place that was normally hidden from humans seemed to indicate that he was more than he seemed.<br/><br/>But one thing was certain.  Colin had yet to find those he was looking for.  Still, the night was young.  He turned his eyes back toward Chance, still waiting on her reply, while he in the meantime poured another scotch.