Well, Benji could likely remain unseen at this rate, because whenever South didn't feel like paying attention to details or looking for things that don't seem to belong, she could easily shut off that part of her mind. Considering she was here to take a load off and not be as edgy as usual? That's exactly what she was going to do.

South was in the woman's sight, though, not that South knew as much. She'd just grabbed a drink from the bar - some dark-colored concoction that York passed her way since South couldn't make up her own mind - and was on her way over to a tiny standing-height table against the wall. Some asshole bumped into her while she was walking, though. And honest to God, South was totally going to ignore him and carry on her way, but he'd made a smartass remark right in her ear and then attempted to put his hand on her hip --

-- so she elbowed him in the stomach, hard, and left him to crumple to the floor in pain while she marched the rest of the way over to that table.

Once there, she proceeded to sip at her drink like nothing at all out of the ordinary had just happened.