"Actually I do mind you asking," Betty said coldly, obviously how she'd gotten to be with the Vagabonds was a sensitive subject she did not like to talk about.<br/><br/>Laura interrupted then, which was just as well as the accountant didn't feel her conversation with the wolf-man was going all that well, but that didn't mean she was happy with the woman's request. "Organize folks...?" Betty echoed her words, looking around at the people in the bar and thinking how the hell was she supposed to do that. As for things on the other side, that just didn't bear thinking about. Oh Graham had told her about the shadow world's existence but it all sounded terribly new-agey and she hadn't been across yet because frankly, she just didn't want to know.<br/><br/>"Alright," she said after a moment's thought, "I guess we could go see what the situation's like outside, see if it's safe... maybe organize the wounded and such. Do you know if there's anyone here who knows first aid?" She was aware the little girl was tugging on her skirt once more, "I'm really a bit busy, Lucy. Please go sit with your sister."