Lisa was biting her tongue on a few things, too. What kind of conversation did you have with a semi-friend after their terrifying death? Or any kind of death, for that matter... There was a knot of hard discomfort dead-center in her gut, but until she could deal with it properly (as in not on the fly), 'normal' was what everyone was desperately clinging to here. Including the recently resurrected, apparently.
"Um- well.. I was actually..."
Lisa's face formed something of a grimace, somewhere between embarrassment and uncertainty. Not exactly her game-face when it came to job-hunting, but she hadn't been in that game for years. Plus, you know, the whole Robin thing. "-looking for a job."