Angie let out a huff, tossing her head much like a mare and the black curtain of it actually smacked an overeager patron behind her right in his face. She didn't notice. She did however notice the looks Cade was getting from the crowd around her. "That isn't what I meant. I meant why'd you have the pick the same pub I did?"
She held up her empty glass, casting about to see who'd be quickest to offer a refill. But her attention was drawn instead back to Cade when he said that. "Oh very funny, Warrington. Getting a good look are you? Well no mask for either of us to be behind tonight, yeah?" The guy who'd been hit by her hair offered to by her next round, just a little louder than the rest, and over Angie's head he glared daggers at Cade as though both angry the other man was commanding Angie's attention at the moment and challenging him to see if he could actually keep it.