"Water fowl you may not be, but you are most certainly and odd duck." Her tongue clucked as if punctuating the statement, setting about to cleaning up the area around the bar. The new glass letting in a surprising amount of light, which revealed an ever more surprising amount of dust that had neglected.
"Not that it's always a bad thing you know, sometimes the strangest ducks are the best sort of company. But I do think it is sad that you refuse to drink, or miss out on eggs. both of which are fantastic additions to one's life and wholly necessary for the experience of many sorts of pleasures. I mean without eggs there is no ice cr--" Valentina had begun on a tangent only to be interrupted by his thanks.
Staring at him for another moment, absorbing his words pale shoulders hitched into a shrug, though her smile beamed. "Nice to meet you Matthew, Valentina Oleynevna Mihailova at your service. I own this place, much to the chagrin of other more conservative sorts. How are you today?"