Alecto was more in the mood for a drink than a fight. Not that she wouldn't welcome it, but she was feeling tired and really just wanted to relax on her night off. She noticed Fabian Prewett the same time her brother did.
Alecto grabbed his wand hand and held it. "Wait," she said. "A drink first. We honestly can't get into a fight here," she whined. Ok, so a fight would be fun, yes. And of course, she'd have her brother's back no matter what. But she didn't exactly feel like getting thrown out of the bar. It was too early.