Owner	Pose
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie is at his normal spot at the end of the bar. His sweet tea in front of him, as he watches over the bar tonight one of the quieter nights of the week.
Sarah Connor	Sarah had been here, briefly before. They had beer. Unlike Club Lux. And without the bouncers of The Blue Lady. It was in between times when she walked in. ie it was quiet. And because it's not the weekend, even that would have been quieter. Taking a seat at the bar, Sarah ordered a beer. "On tap."
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie looks over and nods to the woman, he sees a lot of people around here, but also has a decent memory at least for people ho stand out for one reason or another
Sarah Connor	Sarah flashes Sam a smile - just a little. Waiting for him to recognize her if he was going to. This time she was all by herself, not in a crowd. "I still can't get over the difference between clubs when I was younger, and today. Do they still dance?"
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie nods his head a bit to this and say "Yea, it may be some different moves, but I think there ill always be music and people enjoying it by playing, listening, and moving to it. And here some of the types of dancing can be even odder
Sarah Connor	"Odder. Huh." Sarah took her beer and swirled it. She's not trying to drink it. "I suppose, Friday nights would be the best time to suss it up?" Not for dancing, but for terminators. Not that she's going to tell him her real reason.
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie nods a bit and says "Well when people can walk on air and such the dance floor is a larger place." He offers with a smile. Fridays and Saturdays are usually the busiest but we do get other busy nights
Sarah Connor	"See, I don't get you. All of you. This mutantcy among you. I mean, I couldn't care less about your powers. But I don't understand." Sarah shakes her head. What if the terminators mimicked them? Or worse, could develop something akin to mutants? They already could mimic the voice of anyone, and could change the features to look like anyone.
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises and says "What don't you get? We are pretty much like everyone else really.
Sarah Connor	Sarah frowns. "I don't know. Come to think of it, the closest I have seen don't have the precise ability to do what mutants do, but close. I guess that's what I am stuck on."
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie sips his drink and raises a brow "The closest what you have seen?" He will ask the woman out of curiousity.
Sarah Connor	"Nothing you have probably noticed." How could Sarah explain without explaining. That was the question. "They are essentially machines. They use a few things that I have noticed amongst mutants. You know, mimicry." And strength. Good lord were they strong.
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie frowns a bit and asks Sentinels?" The giant robots have been around for a hile not.
Sarah Connor	At least she had heard of them - the Sentinels. "Close. Very close." Probably close enough. "Anyway. Perhaps we'll get another chance to talk. And I should be moving along. Thanks for the beer." Which Sarah hadn't even taken a sip of.
Samuel Guthrie	Samuel Guthrie 's brow raises a bit to this and nods his head, he will have to figure more about this lady as he sees her again