Lillian placed her hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh as Sam flirted with the waitress. The flustered look on the woman's face was priceless. Once the woman left and her sisters' looked once more at the strange man sitting at the bar, Lillian picked up a napkin and started to slowly tear it apart, keeping her hands busy. "Maybe one of us should see if they're hiring here?" She projected, not looking up from the shredded napkin that she continued to tear into smaller pieces, and smaller still until she couldn't tear them anymore. She knew she would have to get used to speaking aloud if they're going to be around regular people a lot, but she wasn't looking forward to it.