Kirsty and Illyana
Illyana however, was easily ignoring most of the people in the bar, and drinking various drinks. She was taste testing for two purposes. First, she was throwing a party for a friend soon and wanted to know the best tasting beers and liquors. Second, she was pondering asking Clarice to marry her, and she would need alcohol for the reception.
And so there she was. Spelled to not get drunk, she had already impressed the bartender, and hd a cluster of empties sitting in a box to one side, a cluster of partially drunk bottles sitting to the other side, and a few on the table that were still possibilities. But she was having trouble deciding on a few.
Glancing around, she spotted the woman who seemed entirely too serious and called out, softly. "Pardon me, miss. Can I bother you for an opinion?"