Sara chuckles at Clara's explanation. "Ouch, sounds like yu drifted here by accident, honey." She shrugs. "I'm here fer th' same reasons as John. Not a lot o' places a gal can go when there's a price on her head!"<br/><br/>She notices John playing with the key, but curiosity is a quick way to earn a "lead thank you" in Sutton. She keeps hers to herself. Perhaps she might find a way to learn the secret of that key, it's obviously important to him from the way he's clutching it. Right now, though, Sara has other fish to fry. She's rather more interested in the woman at the table than the man.<br/><br/>"Yeah, gonna be headin' out mahself purdy soon. Either that or start robbin th' honest folks o' Sutton... God knows they deserve it, prices they charge, but it kinda leaves yu with noplace else ta go..."<br/><br/>"What's yer name anyhoo, sweetheart?" She asks, turning her eyes on the pretty blonde. She has the impression that there is more to this woman than meets the eye, but can't quite put her finger on just what that might be.