She caught his movement, but thought nothing of it. Elisabeth shook her head, snorting air through her nose. "I've died...twice?" She looked at him for confirmation, as if Sam would even be able to know such a thing before nodding. "Yes, twice. 'S'not very fun, yeah? Rather miserable and inconvienient."
Elisabeth eyed Sam, debating. Such a drab turn the conversation had taken. She smirked and turned to the tender, saying, "Let's do an Oompa Loompa, darling!" The guy grunted and shuffled away to mix the drink. Elisabeth slid her eyes back to Sam, leaning against him and giggling again. "Sammy, Sammy, Sammy."