Re: [The Cat: Nishka & Cat & Jack]
Nish had glanced up at the bartender's quip, a half smile creeping across her lips at the words, her own lips forming a response when someone else approached and spoke first. She turned in her seat just enough to see him properly, and her brows rose just slightly.
"It is," she replied, answering both of his presumptions at once. She lifted the glass slightly to catch his attention with it, and then set it back down. "The real stuff, from Ireland," she said, part of her wondering who this guy was, and part of her not really caring. She wasn't drunk, but she was on her way, and the caring was one of the first things to go. She nodded at the barstool next to her and then finished what was left in her glass, setting it down in front of Cat and nodding meaningfully to her. "And one for..." she trailed off, looking over at guy next to her, fishing for a name.