She sighed and put the menu down. Her eyes wondered around the dinner as Sam spoke. She was brought to attention by the lone man, drinking. 'Hmm...he's intesting. I'll give him that. Lynn shook her head, and leaned against the seat. 'Well, best not to attract attention. Of an axe murder or not.' These last words were sent to Sam with a frown, although her eyes sparkled in amusement.