'Owls would be good.' He chuckled, stroking Rose's back gently for a second.
'Vodka cranberry.' Bryn smiled at her, remembering the drink she'd had at the Leaky the night they'd first run into each other. 'I'll be back in a minute.'
It didn't take too long to find the drinks. He had to mix his own so he hopped he hadn't been too heavy handed with the vodka. Winding back through the crowd he handed Rose her drink. 'Its busier than I thought in here.'