Before Sabrina could react to Rachel and call after her, the girl was gone already. Sighing, she turned to Reinhardt and gave him an odd look. She shifted her stance towards her left and put a hand on her hip, as her eyes darted from top to bottom. "Well, would you be so kind as to leave the restaurant? I am afraid I have to close it and report to the upcoming police officers what happened here... At least what I saw about that..."

She sighed a little more and walked over to the counter and grabbed something from behind. She turned back to Reinhardt and handed him over a little card. "In case you need to talk about what happened here. I know people tend to open up more to those that were in the event rather than some stranger outside." She must have been out of her mind to do this, but she felt like she would regret it if she wouldn't have given this man her number. Not that he was charming or anything...

Sabrina's sanity must be tearing apart. In the middle of this ordeal, someone actually came in and politely asked her about the well being of those inside like he did not witness the murdering outside or like it was a regular Tuesday for him. She faced the new man with a groan and looked at him with a glare worthy of a killer. "Everything is FINE here! Gosh, gimme a break you all, will you? Just get out. This is a peaceful restaurant and we don't want any outsider trouble in here. It brings bad luck to us!"

Tapping her feet impatiently, the girl looks at the two remaining men in this place apart from her. Her mother must be in the back closing the back doors. She could take care of this with her stone-like attitude with no problem. Some Cantonese swearing, some hand flipping and some shoving is a technique Sabrina would love to learn from her mother, but there were rarely occasions that she would see this live. Maybe if these two would wait a little longer, her mother would show up and show them the way out that way.