Baba shifted on her seat, not uncomfortable, but rather giving him a better look. She crossed her legs and watched him, along with the rest of the club. There was a slight on her lips. She'd found which one she would be taking home.
The first blond gone, and the second was getting a little bit of attention. He at least knew how to work a room. She shifted again, her eyes on her quarry rather than him. Just a peek of tongue as she wet her lips; she wasn't going to use too much magic. Not much at all. But, she'd wait until the pretty girl was done with whatever mission she'd been sent on.