"Ahh, a journal eh? " she smiles and nods "Indeed I am, a Seeker Decepticon." She notes proudly, cutting off at the chorus of voices. Her eyes dart to Depth, looking him up and down ponderously. Swivel bobs her head enthusiastically in confirmation. She had, indeed, been writing in her journal. "Yessum!" she proclaims, as if her nods was not saying enough. "Had ter start over coz I dropped me other one in ter caustic river..." she trails off as she hears the name 'Depth' ring out in several voices. Her optics blink a few times. Without turning to look she waves at the bartender again. "Hey, send that lubbable loud mouth a Blue Buster on me, kay thanks!"