Well, that was an outburst, wasn't it? Zacharias smirked. Apparently he'd hit a nerve.
"I didn't necessarily mean my friends, but there are other patrons. Whatever the case, let me buy you something."
He really had no intention of being nice to her, but Zacharias often got his jollies out of surprising people. She wouldn't be expecting it, of that he was quite sure. He glanced to the bar, then back at Tracey, before gesturing toward the collection of drinks again. "Consider it an olive branch, and something to help you keep out of the nasty, overdecorated shops, hm?"