It's nice being back to work after whatever had him basically in a coma for a little over a month, but apparently while he was out...something happened with Alice. Sure Sam doesn't know what but he knows whatever it was was bad. He knows that women probably better than most people know her. Probably more than anyone save her own brother and even then...possibly more than him too. The point is, he knows when something is up with Alice and he can smell it a mile away when he comes in for work.

Milling around the break room he sips at his tea and watches her. The fidgety look, the strained smile and worse than usual jokes. Yup. Alice Dyer was hiding something.

He lets out that suffering sort of sigh before setting his mug down next to her to get her attention.

"Alright, spill. What has gotten into you?"