Oops! She didn't mean to startle him like that! There's an apologetic yelp and a weak attempt at catching the thing, but it seems like he's got it. She gives him a once over, worrying at her bottom lip. Okay. Alcohol she can do.
"Coming right up."
She heads over to the bar, returning momentarily with a tumbler of whiskey. This used to be Tyki's place. As sunny as the decoration is now, Chuck knows a thing or two about working in a bar.