Seeing Lorne fussing and busying himself, Raven took a stool at the bar. She tucked herself away to the side, her back to the wall sipping her drink, people watching. She'd always felt more comfortable like this, didn't like having to watch her back as well as what was happening in front of her, especially in a new place.<br/>Here she has a view of most of the place and the entrance. She leaned back against the wall and just watched the world go by in front of her. Sabastion, had soon learned to make her a Samba as she liked it and she felt about as comfortable as she could be under the circumstances, almost relaxed.