Messy curls bounced her head haphazardly when she stopped suddenly beside him at the bar, several empty pints in her arms already. She wrested a finger free though and grabbed his with a grin, "Of course!" The empty ones were discarded quickly before she grabbed a mostly-clean one for her unknowing countryman and filled it.
The drinks were cold but she was already hot from the back and forth from the few filled seats and the kitchen that was at a tizzy preparing for the dinner rush so she savored a moment of stillness after setting his drink in front of him.
"You eatin' too or just this?" She tapped his mug with a short nail, "Faster that way." Cheaper too, but that probably wasn't a problem for him.