Erica almost ripped the felt of the table with her next stroke at the outright statement the other woman made. Was it normal to just blurt out that someone was a werewolf? Then again, maybe where she was from they were pretty open about it...
"Yeah... pretty sure we're not from the same place," she muttered, trying to recenter and refocus herself and her shot. It was strange to her and her first thought had been to check the door to see if anyone heard anything. Still, though, she had to remind herself that maybe things were different for the other girl.
Reaching up to run a hand through her hair, Erica took a breath and straightened up, reaching for the ineffectual whiskey and taking a swig anyway. "I caught the scent when you walked in. Couldn't really place it though. Now I guess we know why."