Sandra followed along towards the bar, checking out the place with a sharp eye for observation.  She didn't speak the language and didn't understand much of what was going on, and she didn't really intend to waste money on a drink anyway unless someone else was paying.  For now, she would dedicate herself to watching the area, making sure that no one tried to sneak up on Elsa while she was busy with her chatting.<br/><br/>She felt sure that the other Scions were fine.  They could always call if a problem arose, she'd left her number, and besides, if people needed more time, it was better to just let them have it.  She just hoped that the trail of the oracle wouldn't grow cold while they were busy, but then, Fate always had been a cruel and callous mistress to her.