Drink Area: Philomena & Rob
"So you're... a witch?" He was pretty sure that was what she meant by elemental. He knew different kinds of witches liked to be called different things. Wicca. Wizards. Houdoun. Gypsies. He wished they could all just be witches.
He nodded his head at her re cognition of his offer, then brought the bottle up to his own lips instead, just taking a sip of it for the moment.
"Mena... I'm Rob. Just Rob." He let the bottle hang loose between his fingers. "So your folks are... earth elementals, you called it? I can do some of that kinda stuff too. It's a giant thing."