After her drinking entirely too much and embarrassing herself in front of Frank a while ago, Karen tries not to go to the bar that often. But she's taken to looking over her attempted door codes there, slowly sipping at one drink at a time while she comes up with new combinations to try. She's in the middle of doing that when she hears someone sitting beside her curse, and glances over his way. She recognizes him as someone Frank's pointed out to her, so she frowns a little in concern when she sees his arm in a sling and the look on his face.

"Sorry if this is intrusive -" She has to pause because she's really not sorry to be intrusive at all and it takes a lot to act like she is. "But you look like you need a distraction. How good are you with numbers?"