“He's the leader of the opera house,” she said, turning her attention back to the bartender. “A coke as well,” she ordered, before looking at Ruffio, leaning against the bar. “He's the one who chooses the casts. I only got this role by luck, I doubt it will hold.” She shrugged, before accepting her drink from the bartender, sipping the bitter alcohol. It was rare she choose something so heavy, but felt she deserved it...all things considered.
“He's also the one I can't steal,” she said, referencing their lakeside conversation, staring into her glass for a moment before tossing the straw away and drinking the liquid in two gulps, handing the glass back over to the bartender. “Can I get a Pink Fairy?” she asked, batting her lashes at the bartender who rolled his eyes and went to mix the drink.