"They wouldn't let him in, but he's a smooth talker and could probably get by the bouncer if he tried enough," she commented. The smile on her face deepened when Fela mentioned someone from home. "Of course, it must be particularly jarring.. there are nicer places than this though, without the loud music. What are the taverns like back home? Chicago's scene is a lot louder than this place, even, and a lot more vulgar. This is a thousand times more sedate than anything we usually haunt."
Her eyes traveled back to Thomas, then flicked to Fela, checking her for the reactions that were natural to Thomas' presence. The flushed skin, the hardened nipples, the look.. She recognized it all. Justine smiled sadly. "Yes, it's complicated. I'd introduce you but you wouldn't enjoy the feeling." She leaned closer when she spoke. "So don't worry about him overmuch, he's hardly paying attention to us anyway. There's a woman to his left that's trying to keep his attention on her, she's been watching him all night."