It had to be worse between her ex, and the others. At least she could tell the old henchmen to shut up and they usually would. The council probably not.

When he returns the beer is switched for the cigarette as he takes a seat again. The bottle sat where his phone had been as he checks it again. Upping his bid before sitting it aside and looking back to her.

"I don't know a lot about her, besides that one movie and that she's iconic. What makes her so mysterious anyway?" He was always curious to learn and while he could look it up it was cooler to listen to Sheila. "Right? It was like a hot mess, but entertaining. No worse than any modern romcom." Gary added as he took another pull off his cigarette. Less flustered when it came to talking media.