She looked down the bar and catching a glimpse of Wes before he quietly moved away. He was mysterious at least but none the less delicious. And she couldn't lie to herself, she enjoyed the attention. The summer and her burgeoning apprenticeship had kept her cooped up in laboratories every waking hour and she was restless.
She wondered what he drank, thinking if having someone wait on his was a turn on. She bit her bottom lip, collecting herself before crossing the small distance between the bar and the booth. Crossing her legs she slid into the booth opposite him and preened.
"Thank you for the invitation." She cooed, her lips slightly parted. She didn't say, a bit curious to his own motives for the evening.