Shane was less then pleased when she asked after Harold and was led to a table instead of the bar. She was positive she'd agreed to drinks, and that was it. Why she'd even agreed to that much was still beyond her. She'd never liked him, always getting this nagging feeling in the back of her mind when he was around, and he certainly made a point to get in her way when he could. However, she was already here, and if he wanted to waste time and money trying to change her mind so be it.
"A drink at the bar would've been easier." She pointed out, but after a moment of the server standing awkwardly beside her, she took the offered menu, and sat down across from Harold. He didn't look that bad, she'd give him that much, and it wasn't everyday someone could get her to do something she didn't want to. So she'd let him have his chance. Maybe he wasn't as bad a guy as she thought, even though even thinking that seemed to go against the extreme dislike she'd had for him since they'd met.