Sharon offered a smile as she followed the woman into the building, dropping her own bags down once they were far enough inside. "How about we cut the stack in half then, maybe we'll both be able to see." in other words, she'd take half and the woman could take half, and then maybe that would reduce their chances of running into something.
Regarding the woman curiously, studying her as she was being studied, she did seem somewhat familiar, so it didn't take long for her to figure out why. The number of people she had met here had been very limited, and Sharon knew she wasn't from Galactica. "Right." she confirmed the question with a nod.
"Yes, you'd be Claire, then?" though she knew it had to be. She hadn't really met anyone else. Claire, the girl friends with Sam and Mirta and getting married tomorrow.
Glancing to the boxes she smiled slightly and gestured to the load that was set down. "This must be for the wedding, then." she'd heard about it, from Sam and Mirta and would completely stay out of their way. Either she was hide in the apartment or take Hera out into the city. Given that the party could go late, she'd no doubt hide inside so she could get her daughter to bed.