Amanda continues sipping her drink, rather enthralled at this point by the dancers, when she suddenly hears chatter behind her, she instinctively sinks down and starts making a sour face then straightens up and sighsComeon Henderson, this isn't the Denver suburbs anymore, make some damn friends.She puts on a rather cheesy looking smile and looks behind her and looks to the core pilot she heard behind her and opens her mouth to speakHi the-!What comes out is a squeaky voice in a pitch that probably would have attracted more attention had this not been a large bar blaring music