Cordelia's gaze turned to the man who sat down beside her. He looked... passingly familiar, yet not at the same time. Must have one of those faces, was a fleeting thought before she was arching a brow in his direction. The question was certainly forward, and unexpected. If it was a pickup line, it wasn't one she'd heard before. She decided to play along.
"I'm drinking tequila, and chasing it with beer," she stated, motioning to the empty shot glass and the mostly full bottle of beer. She looked to the bartender. "I'll have another. And get one for my friend here."
As the man went to do her bidding, she turned a bit in the stool and eyed the newcomer. "I'm Cordelia." She left off her last name. It wasn't important. This wasn't a business meeting. It was two people chatting at a bar. Considering all she'd been through these past few months, she felt she deserved it.
"Welcome to... Earth, I take it?" she asked, adding with a teasing smile, "Because seriously, who doesn't know how to just order a beer?"