Elisabeth's head snapped up at the newcomers, holding onto that silent wish of interesting and licking her lips, moving to Tom's side of the bar to attend to him. She threw a look at the guy who stepped in almost directly after Tom, the corner of her mouth tugging up at his remark. "Oh, really? And would such a claim be in regards to ourselves or the newest addition to the room?"
She set either hand on the bartop's edge, leaning her weight on them and taking Tom in with a dip of her eyes. Potential fun or danger; she was game for either.