He glared at her, well somewhat from what she could see. Some of it was hazy. The rest of it, she straightened up. It was a simple enough question. It was night time. He normally slept at night. Or at least she thought he did. When he wasn't entertaining..
Vedette pushed off the crate she'd been on and went to lean against the bar to get a good look at him.
"I'm celebrating." He had asked afterall. "Alcohol seemed like the best way, really." She almost asked him to pur her some more.