Sam Anders and Elisabeth Braddock
She pursed her lips in thought, spinning the name around in her thoughts. She shook her head, not knowing any Cameron, but making note to check her...it...out. "Well, you move at the pace you want to, Sam. I can't exactly tell everyone about me either, lest I want to be enslaved or hunted or experimented on." Lis smirked and gave more attention to her drink. "And besides, so long as I am around, I won't let anyone lynch you, love. You're under my protection now, yeah?"
She winked and blew him a kiss, handing him her mostly drank beverage and declining anything else. She pulled in a short breath, measuring her next action. "Hey...can I ask you something? Maybe after work?"