Alex admittedly feels a bit awkward as she enters the room, dragging her feet a bit and fiddling with the wand tucked in her back pocket. She doesn't want to care what these guys think of her, but she can't help feeling like some dumb teenager trying to help with something far bigger than herself. That's why she hangs back a bit after arriving, just working her way over to pick up a glass of wine that she barely sips at, and observe the rest of the attendees.