"Of course." Isidor's lips press into a polite smile and she claps her hands together. "Lead the way."

With Zandros out of sight she's not as concerned about taking control and finding the perfect hiding spot. Besides, the least she can do is buy Jim a drink. She can afford to pay for Felix's too. The last thing she wants to do is annoy Jim by offending his fiancé.

Truth be told, she's glad to head in to the bar and get out of the crowd. It's bad enough that Jim got hurt, but having so many people staring and whispering about the commotion sets her on edge. Once they're settled she orders a beer and then allows herself the smallest sigh of relief.