Finn barely flickered his eyes at the fight, just making sure that it wasn't Poe involved somehow. Otherwise, he continued to look over all of the other patrons, eyes landing on every one of them before someone finally looked back.

His own wicked smile matched hers, and he freely allowed himself to let his eyes roam down her body when she stopped next to him. What could he say? It was a lovely view.

"Trouble does have a tendency to follow me around," he admitted, smiling back at her. "Don't suppose you have any pointers for someone like me?"