Riley - At The Bar with the girls, and Crash<br/><br/>As the little crowd around the bar grew, Riley felt herself slinking back, literally and figuratively. One small step back, then another, so she was behind the group. She did this quietly. It was a sort of coping mechanism, she'd been told more than once. Get away from the fray, out of the line of fire. Even when there was nothing to be worried about. Her old anxieties crept up on her at the oddest moments.<br/><br/>She took a few calming breaths, and tried to regain her focus a bit, to tamp down that creeping feeling in her gut. Strangely, it was Spencer's announcement that drew her out of her self. "Im sorry Spencer." she said. She gave the girl's shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Call us if you need us. Don't worry about things here, we've got it under control." she said, just before the girl turned to walk away. "Poor thing." she said softly.<br/><br/>Her blue eyes darted toward the hall which led to the meeting room for the gang, wondering what was going on in there. It wasnt the first time she wondered what went on behind those doors, but she also knew she was better off not knowing.