There was something that made her look up. That sense of someone else, that tickled at her senses. Her senses weren't as keen as an elf, but the 'training' she'd gotten on being alert to her environment had their effect and she tended to notice things even when she wasn't paying complete attention.
It was a moment, but then her eyes widened a little in recognition. "Right. The one who worked at Heaven and Hell? Who makes the amazing drinks. I remember seeing you at one of the parties Aramil took me to." They didn't really get a chance to speak, but he pointed the vampire out to her.
She smiled, offering a friendly hand, "Either one. Evelyn or Lyn. Most people call me Lyn." Or her family and Ari tended to call her Lynnie. But that's a different story. "You sound like a friend to me," she grinned then. "At least according to him, you recognize his obnoxious charm and ability to wear arrogance like a cloak any elf would be proud to display."
It's nice to know someone else out there doesn't let him get away with his BS. It's one thing for her to do it, but quite another for him to hear it from an unbiased (non-human) source. "I'd heard about the club closing. I hope that doesn't affect you too badly though."