Lucy is still wearing her fancy metallic dress - the lights in the restaurant causing the hidden patterns to shimmer and shift across her like lights dancing across a river as she strolls in beside Sam. She looks around with a bright smile and nods, "This seems like a nice place. Love the atmosphere. Reminds me of- ah, not really relevant now, I suppose."

And in a blatant display of wealth, she slips over to the bar and promptly pays for a private dining room overlooking the main stage for the two of them.