When he followed the girl in the sleek black dress into the coffee shop, Sam didn't really think much of it. There were all sorts in this town, and maybe she was just heading to a club or a party or something. The longer she lingered, staring at the menu, the odder the situation seemed to him, though. No coat, no purse, and no pockets in that thing, he was pretty sure.

"Uh, hey. Are you gonna order?" His tone wasn't rude or impatient, just curious. But if things checked out and she was just indecisive, he was going to skip line. Just saying.