"Bar-tending classes, huh? Those'll come in handy 'soon as I score a fake id. You can hook me up with some free drinks." She couldn't help smirking a little at the thought. And she was sure Logan only kept those bottles around for practice. Not.
"Make it a strong one, barkeep," she called gaily over her shoulder as she strode over to the couch and flopped herself down. It was comfortable and she grinned as she sank into the cushions.