The man was perfectly composed. "Drinking is bad for your health."
Paige Summers sighed. Fortunately, she just wanted to try something new; it wasn't like she was an alcoholic, so she let it go. When she saw that no one nearby was paying them any mind, she leaned close to his ear and repeated what she had overheard.
Marcus Monroe dipped his finger in water and wrote "Summers" on the table. "Is that what you're worried about?" he asked.
Paige Summers tilted her head, thinking for a moment. "Having the same last name is pretty common, isn't it? That's not it. I'm just surprised to find Astorians here."
Marcus Monroe glanced over at The Shaman and Rhonda Rhodes. The two were huddled together, muttering about something, but he and Paige couldn't hear a word. They were probably discussing how to pinpoint Finn Sherman's location, or maybe how to get into Districts R1-2. That being the case, he nodded to Paige. "If you're curious, we'll go check it out."
