Lucy was facing away from the scene when she heard the sound. It startled her almost off of her chair, but she tried to appear fazed as she craned her neck around to see. She saw a solarian standing over an apparently now-dead orc with an unfamiliar weapon. She couldn't say this was a totally foreign scene or idea to her - things happen in bars, and it didn't offend her. When she saw she was under no threat, she turned back to her drink, keeping one eye on the situation out of curiosity. She always did have an ear and an eye for gossip. 

She watched a formidable looking armored woman enter the inn and survey the scene. Immediately, this sort of person [i]did[/i] seem to be more of a threat. Lucy wasn't the most law abiding person. They were also standing at the bar, not far from her, when she heard the woman place the solarian under arrest. Lucy stuck her eyes forwards and only listened. She didn't want to have any unwanted attention drawn towards her, so she sat still and waited, sipping on her drink.