Sonya stepping inside does earn her a few looks, but with so many people on and off, the uniform does provide some anonymity. The patrons only looked a moment before going back to their own dealings.

"Andrea." Sonya waved a greeting to the woman behind the bar, selecting for herself and Athelstan a pair of barstools. That the place was slow at the moment also meant Athelstan had an area to leave his crutches.

She waited until the woman came to their side of the bar. "Can I just have a coke.." she turned to Athelstan. "What'd you like to drink?"

If athelstan was a little overwhelmed by the selection, there was a blackboard in front with a few seasons brews for selection.