Oh, good. At least for the moment the weird was over. It would get addressed later. It would have to get addressed later whether Kratos liked it or not because she did not want things to stay weird. With a sly smile and a fake sigh like she was being somehow inconvenienced, Ninkasi grabbed his glass, “I suppose.” She could have easily just filled it by touching the glass, but she needed to check her adjustments on the cooling unit.
“Come on,” she said, tugging on his cape just a bit and skating back over to behind the bar. One of the girls behind it made a comment that the tap wasn't any better. Hrm. She poured from the tap into Kratos' glass and frowned. “I think it is too cold, what do you think?”
Ninkasi set it down where Kray could easily grab it and bent back over to check with the settings in the cabinet below. “It might not be this unit that is causing the problems,” she grumbled, “it might be the big one down in the basement, but I'm not bothering with that right now. Nothing is going to fix that for tonight if it is the main tank's cooling unit gone screwy.”