Over at the bar, Sandra sat quietly, occasionally chatting up a conversation with people but with limited success.  She didn't mind running her way through various drinks, hoping to help herself just blend in and appear to be a mere tourist, but careful observation showed that she never had more than a mere buzz.  However, all she was getting was tourist sights, which was beginning to frustrate her as the time went on.<br/><br/>She glanced at the people on the television, curious to see what they were planning, what else they would attempt to do in order to stop these accidents.  It seemed a strange leap to her, and Fate had shown her the lack of coincidences that she hadn't ruled out the possibility that the people on the television were connected to these issues to begin with.  "Oh?" she asked politely to a few of the other bar patrons, throwing a bit of sway into her step to sell the bit.  "What should be done?"