April laughs, her shoulders lifting as she glances back to where Will has climbed into his car. "You know, I think he'll be just fine. I'm sure there will be someone there to tend to his wounds and warm his bed tonight." The way she says it distinctly implies it won't be her, but that's according to plan. There are men who get exactly what they want without having to work for it and April's always found that staying one step ahead of them keeps them doing what she needs them to do.

"Figures the first person I meet in town is someone I have to walk right into," she says, then returns her attention to the new guy. "Were you up at the Lodge last night? You look familiar."