Zea turned back to look at Flink, scowling. "That's not really helping!" She cried back over the general hubbub of the now chock-a-blocked Inn, taking a seat at the crowded table since no one had rejected her yet. Just as she sat down, the woman that the clown appeared to be flirting with stood up and walked off. "Oh, did I make her leave?" she asked no one in particular, staring at the center-point of the table unblinkingly, as she tried to stop herself from standing up and running from the Inn.