Erin smiled when she caught sight of Pryor. She shrugged at his question. “I think Adrian has put a lot of work into it and it shows,” she offered. “I think it’s fantastic for people who enjoy this kind of venue,” she blushed slightly. “I guess it’s just not really my usual go-to.” Lately she spent more time at Seamus’s distillery than she did anywhere else that would qualify as going out. “What do you think?”