Robin definitely noticed the face, but since Lisa was being so damn evasive she thought maybe it would be best to table that until the other woman was a little more inebriated and, hopefully, ready to spill. She focused instead on the woo, making a face of her own.
"Lily, I think you might be thinking of future me," she said, not unkindly, though she did kind of think it sounded fun. Robin had never made that noise in her lifetime. Yet. It just wasn't the kind of thing you did when you were raised to be the son your father always wished he'd had.
She took a sip of her drink, wincing only slightly at the burn in her throat, before setting it down on the table. Very experimentally, she put her hands up in the air and let out a 'wooooo'.
"Hey, you know, that was kind of...." Robin pressed her lips together, trying not to smile. "Fun."