A brogue over the music gave Linnaea pause in her thoughts of David and the search for Adam for the moment. She chuckled at the gal's question and shrugged. "It's a helluva lot cheaper to give us free drinks than the boozers around here. I can't imagine why they wouldn't. Better than sitting at the kiddie table, I suppose." She looks the Irish girl over briefly, noting that she thought she'd passed her perhaps once in the lobby at the apartment building. The forum worked nicely to get to know your neighbors, but getting them into a social situation could be very hit or miss.
Naea, highly amused at their matching footwear, holds out and points at her own foot. "Nice shoes," comes out in a yell and partnered with a grin over the thumping music. "I'm Linnaea!"