Her stomach tightened when he said she'd been of interest to them. She wasn't comfortable being the centre of attention, that was Michelle's thing not hers. Still she supposed it could be worse, at least she wasn't there all on her own. "You know I'm never get used to being called human," she told him frowning slightly. "There are like far too many options in this place."
"Impressive," she said as they moved inside, "do I get to keep mine? Only this whole 2005 thing has really fucked up my other fake ID I have in New York.
Once he pulled her towards the bar she relaxed significantly, okay so this place wasn't like the clubs back home but the promise of getting pissed was enough to make her feel better. "Anything exciting and non-human?" she asked grinning, as she turned to face him, not expecting him to be quite so close, not that she minded much. "Otherwise vodka's always good, I'm not exactly that fussy when it come to alcohol really, so whatever."