Alcohol doesn't necessarily rush right over, but she doesn't waste much time, either. There's a part of her that wants to see her daughter-sister, catch up on old times and make sure the younger goddess is really okay. There's also a part of her that wants to ignore the whole situation and keep to herself, as usual, so she doesn't have to worry about caring.
Still, this was inevitable and she might as well do it while she's in a mind to. Besides, the place is nice enough. Abby's done a good job on that at least.
She steps inside, her gaze wandering over all the mortals inside, winking at one in particular and making his drink all that much more potent. Then she proceeds to the table where her sister sits and joins her, leaning oddly elegant in her chair.