It was nice that overall Nishka was in a better mood these days than when they had first met, when she was all tense and wound up looking like she was being haunted. Well. Alright probably part of the reason she was so tense is the way they met, but still.
Really, she should have considered herself lucky, it was one of the politest ways she's ever startled someone on the street with information they didn't know she knew. There was definitely an art to it.
"Always." She grinned back, reaching for a glass and Nishka's usual out of reflex, the woman got a steep discount at the bar that neither usually openly acknowledged and her few employees had been kind enough not to prod about. The discount came in handy with her fairly consistent visits, "Everything alright then?" There wasn't a deep well of sympathy inside her soul, which was good with the woes she sometimes heard at this job. But she had some to spare for a few people, and could play it well enough for the rest. While Nishka and here were very different people, their personalities and lives ran parallel just enough that along with their shared history, the empathy they showed eachother tended to be genuine.