[She immediately slides onto a stool at the bar, knowing full well that someone had just been sitting there and had gotten up and walked away for a moment, and she slides their drink out of her way before she starts to pick at and straighten her hair, brushing the feathers that had been caught in it away.]
Anything good?
[She's never been to this particular tavern before, and though she doubts that Dion has, she searches for a menu and slides it across the counter at him.]
no subject
Anything good?
[She's never been to this particular tavern before, and though she doubts that Dion has, she searches for a menu and slides it across the counter at him.]
Or perhaps... anything with roasted goose in it?