Her mind worked on what she knew of the area, and finally decided that her thoughts on New Orleans, wouldn't be of any use to her now.  What really caught her attention, and kept it, was the interesting undercurrents flying through the room.  It was obvious that this Wagner wasn't all that interested in them, unless it was a habit of his to check his wrist watch.  Of course, they were on a tight schedule, so she kept that in mind, deciding to not make any concrete judgments in that direction.<br/><br/>Concerning the obvious tension between the self admitted Vampyre, and the Sentinel, whatever that was, well it was interesting to say the least, and definitely something worthwhile to keep filed away.<br/><br/>As for the self proclaimed 'lucky rabbits foot,' well he was a looker, and if she made the firm decision to be on her guard around him.  In her experience, it was always the good looking ones who were the most dangerous.  Not that she would be unpleasant to him, she wasn't idiotic enough to think him unpleasant on first sight.<br/><br/>And finally, there was the tall, dark, and mysterious voodoo....man.  Whatever he was, he had a very intriguing air about him.  But again, she knew that intriguing often led to peril, and so she filed that away to.<br/><br/>Standing, she made a point of smoothing down her clothes in a very ordinary gesture, and went to stand by a nearby wall.  They only had a little while before they'd be required to move, but she still preferred to be on her feet, even if she were wearing a pair of rather uncomfortable heels.