Beth smiles at Ann as she brings them their food, "Thanks," She says, before the woman scurries away. Beth turns her attention to Flint as he speaks. "Well," She says, hesitating slightly, "No," She says, admitting that she's never been up in the mountains. "What's wrong with going in the morning?" She asks, her arms crossed over her chest, hating the way Flint always seems to have some way to undermine her.
Beth glances around once more, her eyes landing on the men sitting at the table across from them. She frowns, clearly seeing the mens' intent. She stiffens in her seat slightly, moving forward to the edge of the chair, ready to react if anything happens. Though she's hoping they will behave, not wanting to fight inside Ann's inn. "Would you just hurry up and eat," She says to Flint under her breath. She picks at the food on her plate though doesn't eat any of it, her attention focused on the four men, watching them out of the corner of her eye, not wanting to be caught off guard.