<strong>Lynn (Passenger) - Space Sprocket - settling down at the Captain's table.</strong><br/><br/>Lynn's mind had been a whirl of half concocted excuses when the dazzling young woman with her hypnotic presence intervened on her behalf. The doctor had never crossed a companion in her travels, and didn't recognize the well dressed girl as one of the prestigious bed-warmers she heard tell about by boys spilling their fantasies over a shared drink. The seedy thoughts lingering behind the eyes of the burly card player were all too familiar. She could barely keep herself from rolling her eyes as the grip on her wrist eased.<br/><br/>She couldn't, however, restrain her lip from curling in a displeased snarl as "girl" grated across her ears. Being labelled as such by anyone would have been enough to poke at her pride, but the youth of the well dressed woman added sting to the perceived condescension. Lynn was in no position to argue, however. She claimed what was rightfully hers before being taken by the hand and being lead away under feigned chastising, adding to the small lump of repressed anger festering in her throat.<br/><br/>Though the large man seemed first intent on watching the two women retreat, he was soon drawn back into ordering a meal and another round by friends who were just as eager to diffuse the situation and get on with their evening. A glance over her shoulder allowed Lynn to see they were in the clear, and she promptly retracted her hand to the tune of the woman's apologies. Peace keeper that she was, she couldn't bring herself to hold a grudge against anyone who had gone out of their way to risk their neck to save her hide.<br/><br/>Her gaze trailed the peculiar woman to her table, where, much to her surprise, she spotted the captain as well. Only in coming to stand directly in front of the table did she notice Cam was among his guests. Hesitation gripped her, but as she scanned the faces of the other strangers present, it did not take her long t end her indecision as to whether or not to stay.<br/><br/>As she settled into her seat, she pushed her winnings toward her host as subtly as she could manage. "Evenin' Captain. Hope you don't mind payment in platinum. There ought to be be a little more there then discussed. Keep it. Figure its safer on you then me." She smiled sheepishly, a little embarrassment coloring her cheeks as she glanced back toward her former table. She greeted Bel and even Cam and Angel with the same self-aware grin, curious as to who among them were crew and who were passengers. Shed long learned not to ask for any information about a stranger that wasn't offered, however.