To be fair Nadya wasn't very good at flirting or anything like it on a normal basis. she spent 90% of her life training not figuring out everything else in life. But it was really bad considering how bad she was crushing on Killa. Like she couldn't seem to stop thinking about him and how good it had felt to kiss him. Not that she had told Ksenia about the case on the blood moon, she had left that part out.
Unsurprisingly her friend quickly took control of everything, announcing a plan and ordering more drinks. It was true that Nadya didn't drink often but she was Russian. it was practically a matter of national pride that she be able to hold her alcohol. Still, her eyes had not actually left Killa thought. At least until he complimented her look. she laughed, though not in a bad way, more out of amusement at the way he jumped around trying to find the right one. personally, she liked all of them.
"KSENIA!" she scolded her friend at her joke turning away from Killa for a moment to swat the other woman. It was a half protest and it was obvious that Nadya didn't actually mind as she turned back to him. Her smile grew as Killa agreed. "Should I be imagining it torn or still intact on your floor?" she asked, just loud enough for him to hear her. Her normal innocence in her look was only betrayed by the naughty way she smiled and bit her lip. Her eyes not leaving him until she turned to take the shot from Ksenia.
They toasted with Ksenia's lead before throwing their shots back and replacing the shots on the bar. She laughed as Killa asked what he had drank to. "Shouldn't you know that before you take the shot?" She asked with a smirk. "To only having as much sorrow as the vodka left in your glass," She told him before her eyes shifted to his glass, "You did drink it all didn't you?"