Sam Anders and Elisabeth Braddock
Elisabeth noticed his attentiveness over her drink, and this made her smile wider than she already had been. He was looking out for her. "Awwe, thank you Samuel-san," she cooed, pulling the drink closer to herself as she gingerly sat on a bar stool. She sighed contently and observed the crowd, her eyes flitting across the room. "So far? I find it very bitchin'." She rolled her eyes at her term and chuckled. "Really, this has turned out pretty well if I do say so myself. How are you finding this place?" She moved to face him, sipping off her drink.