Tinder keeps her bag on her back, for she's not a big fan of showing her weak spot off to everybody and she likes keeping the things in that bag near her at all times. She squishes into the booth seat to get comfy and yawns, nodding slightly to show that she's listening to the conversation. Not wanting to risk being without weapon in hand if someone comes, she grabs one of her daggers from her bag and lays it next to her with her hoof resting on it.