His lips quirked into a smile when she said that she knew. Yes, that was the Lilah that he had gotten to know here. He was quickly finding that he actually liked her sense of humor when she wasn't actively trying to kill him and his friends. It was an odd sort of feeling to realize there were things that you genuinely liked about your enemy.
"Yes, please," he said when she offered him a drink. He almost asked how she would know his 'poison' before remembering that yes, she would likely know him quite intimately. It was a strange position to be in, to be around someone that likely knew more about him in some ways than anyone else in his life, but he wasn't privy to the same information about her. The Wesley that she had been expecting when she sent him that first message likely knew all of that, though.
He walked closer to her, stopping just a few steps from the bar. "How are you this evening?"