Carmel snorted, amused and not offended at all as Mojo looked her over, but she definitely wasn't interested. "Yes, well, killing would just get me put back in prison, so I think I'll stick to men, thanks," Carmel joked, grinning.
"Sure, I'll take a glass since you're offering," she said, going ahead and taking a seat at the same table as Mojo, settling back and crossing her legs. It would in fact, she thought, be her first bit of alcohol since she got to this place. "I've gotta deal with the rest of dinner, but not for about an hour or so more."