Rebekah grinned upon seeing the other woman's fangs. A vampire then, or at the very least another supernatural creature. That made Marceline more interesting than anyone else in the ridiculous bar. James had truly surprised her, which was why she'd continued to return to the bar. Perhaps she could make friends the way Elijah seemed to have, since she was most certainly the more fun of the two of them.
"Well, I am certainly very bored, but I wouldn't be opposed to finding myself inside someone's pants," Bex replied with a grin. Living as long as she had, and having the sort of family she did, she'd never differentiated by sex when it came to her partners. Besides, women had a way of knowing exactly the right way to touch with very little direction.
It hardly bothered her that Marceline was joking. Bex was still quite sated from her encounter with James, so she didn't need much except for amusement for now. "Rebekah, but you can call me Bex. This happens to be a perfectly delicious Malbec that I think you'll enjoy." While the bartender was off getting Marceline a drink, Rebekah allowed her face to change, dropping her fangs for a brief moment, followed up by a smile.