Liliana grinned when he explained, "Sorry, I was teasing." She offered another smile, "I eat what I like." Liliana shrugged. There didn't seem much reason to not enjoy life, something she'd really taken to heart after her stay in St. Mungo's six years back. When he said he didn't mind curves, she chuckled softly. "I don't think any amount of mash will get me more of those," she joked with a good-humored smile.
"Ah," she looked down at the drink, "Makes it an official bird drink, hmm?" Liliana smiled again. She wasn't shocked when he said he'd been bartending for four years. "Do you like it?" she inquired. She pursed her lips for a moment, wondering if she sounded nosy. She always thought being a bartender would be a fun job, but she simply didn't have the social grace to do it. That, and her father would die of a heart attack if she became a bartender.