It was only a few moments before Sitri returned with the waitress. She smiled at the girl and patted her on the shoulder before sending her off and pulling up a seat at Eric's table. Throughout the bar, there were faces that turned to watch them, but Sitri just waved a hand at them. She smoothed the legs of her black pantsuit as she crossed one leg over the other. Her nose twitched, and she smiled. "What can I help you with?"