After Graham saved her bacon with whatever the hell attacked them. She just shook her head trying to make sense of everything. Zoe lived in a world of science or at least she thought she did. She was a doctor, no, a surgeon. She didn't do people well at all, although she was learning much to her displeasure.

She came to the bar every day because at least the bar was somewhat familiar. "Hi, I will have the strongest thing you've got."