Cain recognizes a fellow not-entirely-comfortable-with-crowds attendant, and while he supposes she's got far better reasons for her hovering (the most obvious one being the crowd is new, and the context, and all of it). For Wyatt, it is more to do with the crowd as such rather than the people.
He comes on over, one of his cheesy ham-and-stuff rolls all done up in a napkin in one hand and his own half full/half empty bottle of cider. "Here. I brought you a prop, help you blend in." He gives her a smile along with the roll, and comes to stand beside her, leaning against the door jamb. Just taking in the view from right over here, yeah, he can see why she picked this spot - all exits in clear view, no one but Extras behind them in the dining room. It's a good spot for sizing people up.
"I always tell myself to try an' get to know people, and this is a perfect opportunity, and yet..."
And yet here he is, with a half empty cider in one hand and sort of wishing he had a cigarette in the other. Or coffee. Or both.
He nods his head at the slowly assembling crowd. "Anyone here you haven't met? Maybe I can give you some insider info."
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He comes on over, one of his cheesy ham-and-stuff rolls all done up in a napkin in one hand and his own half full/half empty bottle of cider. "Here. I brought you a prop, help you blend in." He gives her a smile along with the roll, and comes to stand beside her, leaning against the door jamb. Just taking in the view from right over here, yeah, he can see why she picked this spot - all exits in clear view, no one but Extras behind them in the dining room. It's a good spot for sizing people up.
"I always tell myself to try an' get to know people, and this is a perfect opportunity, and yet..."
And yet here he is, with a half empty cider in one hand and sort of wishing he had a cigarette in the other. Or coffee. Or both.
He nods his head at the slowly assembling crowd. "Anyone here you haven't met? Maybe I can give you some insider info."