Sitting with her arms crossed, Leslie heard the name of the night club and leaned forward, eyes on this Samuel guy. She had heard of the place before, heck, she had wanted to check it out on more than one occasion. Looking him over, he didn't exactly strike her as the clubbing type.<br/><br/>"Well I've heard of that place, can't say the name Black Dragon is ringing any bells though." She pointed towards Andrew when he too acknowledged his lack of knowing who the man was. "See, he's got the right idea." She said, eyes moving between the two men until the doctor spoke.<br/><br/>Leslie didn't try to hide her eyeroll or the smirk on her face.<br/><br/>"And you couldn't have hired some desperate college student to test it for you because...?" She asked before leaning back in her seat, arms still crossed.<br/><br/>"Don't we make a great freaking group." She muttered mostly to herself but loud enough that the others would have heard.