Natasha says inside out of necessity, which on a sunny day limits her options some when it comes to circulating. Nothing wrong with that. She didn't really come to make new friends—but she didn't come to sit on her own either, or force Lancelot too take time away from his other guests because he's worried she's not entertained.

So strikes up conversations here and there when people wander in, eye contact and a smile before she meets them.

She'd be very bad at her line of work if she couldn't mingle.

"I don't think we've met," she says, just a hint of an accent on the words. "I'm Natasha."