She was slightly surprised not to find Logan behind her when she turned around, claws out and ready to slice the costume from her body. But she did give into a smile when she saw him repeatedly extend his claws, the poor man was trying to distract his body. She did feel a little bad for him, he was so easy to get going and unfortunately Joƫlle knew when, how and what to touch to get him excited. But he seemed just as well aware of what got her motor running, and he was able to tell to know when she was excited even if she was desperately trying to hide it. They were quite a pair, it was only a miracle that they hadn't gotten a reputation yet.
She grabbed a beer for him from the ice-filled tub on the corner of the bar and returned to him with a smile. Her progress across the floor was a little slow, while she was effortlessly graceful in those high heels she wore, she hadn't had a great deal of experience with them and was ever aware that she could trip and take a very ungraceful tumble. But she supposed it wasn't a bad thing, it gave Logan the chance to watch those long legs of hers he seemed so fond of. When she reached him she offered him the beer as she took a sip of her own drink, "Mm, nice party, isn't it?"