She snorted. “Sweetie, if I were here to kill you, you’d be dead already.” she laughed, quirking a brow at him. “And no, I just decided to get off my ass and meet the idiots whose names spread like hellfire through the network.” she replied.
Staring at the other for a long moment, Sam set down his coffee, taking his blade out of his pocket and putting it on the table, looking far from impressed with the woman in front of him. "Glad to meet you too," It was a dry comment, where in the least he was going to show he wasn't about to lash out. Running his hand over his face, he took a deep breath. "Did you need something, or were you just planning on sitting here and insulting me? You can move on if you are, because I hear enough of that from someone else." Picking up the coffee, he turned back to his paper. "And if you're part of a network, you should know some people can't help that their name spreads."