"Sure thing. You uh, need a hand with those?" Amanda grinned, "Nah, I got it". She put the drinks on the table shrugging at Ian's question as to what it was, she took a seat and nodded at Evan, encouraging him to do the same. "I thought I was getting what you had before, but I wouldn't stress, the bar guy knows his stuff" and with that, she took a sip of her own drink.
"Oh, this is..." She didn't get to finish her sentence before she was interrupted by the guards and a foreign looking man. 'Hmm, I wonder if... Nah, surely not after this long?' She frowned slightly, ignoring the conversation Ian and the man was having, wondering what they wanted - and why guards were needed in a small bar on Manhattan.
