Sam managed to keep her glare held up until the short man got up and walked out, then turned her attention back to Ayl. She sat across the table from him, resting her arms on the table, supporting her chin with one hand. "Makes sense. Seems it's how we all operate." She sighed, watching someone else walk in. "The downtime is nice. Now, I'm going to copy the newcomer and get a sandwich," she said, getting up and doing just that. She returned shortly, finding that the newcomer had chosen a table fairly close to her's. She picked off a breadcrumb and flicked it at him to get his attention. She waited until he turned towards her.<br/>"Yo."