So. The Angels did share something in common afterall, and it wasn't the sort that Elisabeth really was banking on. Seeing the issue made the woman uncomfortable, she didn't press for more information, thinking she'd ask later. Or find out by other means if that failed to draw a suitable result.
She allowed herself to be directed to the only vacant booth, sliding in to the side that faced the room so Wanda wouldn't have to see people staring at her, in the event it made her uneasy. Lis didn't mind the attention one bit.
"They're bloody gorgeous, you know. That was really what I was getting at." She jutted her chin at the wings and would have touched them had they been within reach. "Have you been assigned a job here?"