Aurora smirked at Pietro, lifting a brow. "I'm sure you would." Her smirk turned slightly devious as she took a sip from her drink. She watched the banter between Shiro and Pietro, finding it far more entertaining than she probably should've. She nodded lightly as Shiro explained the first name thing, but she didn't say anything further. If he didn't want Pietro calling him Shiro, that was his thing. That didn't mean she wasn't going to use his first name. Hell, she'd already been doing it all night.
Her eyes glanced around the room as Pietro and Shiro joined her at the table she'd chosen. It seemed that about 2/3rds of the population of the bar was obviously mutant, and perhaps the other third might be inconspicuously mutant. Whatever the case, Aurora felt comfortable here. She finished her second drink and took the third from Pietro, smiling warmly at him. "Thank you," she replied, then she scowled at Shiro. "Poisoned? Really?" She took a long sip, pausing for a moment before she swallowed, then lifted a brow. "Not poisoned. Now will you knock it off?"
She heard Pietro's question as she eyed Shiro, and she turned to answer it. "I'm happy about it. It's good to finally see the world start to get back to normal. The population is down a lot, for both sides," she leaned her elbows onto the table, folding her arms and sitting forward in her chair, "but at least there seems to be some semblance of peace. I guess." Aurora shrugged, playing with the straw in her drink idly.