[Sawyer is not here to sing karaoke. He's here to drink and meet some other residents. Not meet and make friends or anything, just get a better idea of the kind of people he's dealing with here. So he's sitting at the bar with a beer watching people and smirking obnoxiously at anyone who gets up to sing. 'Course he's happy to be distracted by a pretty brunette wandering by.]
Well hey there, sunshine. Looks like I ain't the only wallflower here after all.