Bryony wasn't at all sure what tapping anyone on the cheek would do - perhaps it was some muggle idiom she wasn't familiar with, that really meant something else? Working with Dean, even as indirectly as she did, she'd found expressions like that were quite common. Fortunately, she was able to slip away to the bar so that she didn't feel like she needed to give a response.
Once there, she glanced down the drinks menu and ordered a small glass of wine. It wasn't her favourite thing to drink, by any means, but it was expected of her, at meals and dates and weddings, and so she ought to try harder to get used to it. She returned to the table with the glass in one hand and a large-ish bowl of 'assorted nuts' in the other. "I prefer painting," Bryony admitted, trying to pick up the conversation where it had left off. "But drawing's an important first step, for a lot of things. Portrait work, especially."