Shula rolled her eyes, expression she didn't believe him but she pushed the glass away and didn't touch the stuff. Sipping at her drink while she ate and talked the woman and the bartender seemed to get along well enough. He'd serve and come back, looking over at Fealan every once and a while and seeming as if he was trying not to laugh. Shula was even beginning to feel a little tipsy herself as she called for a second glass, gulping that one down easily enough. She didn't seem to notice Fealan's change in attitude, partly due to the fact she was enjoying having a bit of time to just sit down and not worry about things.<br/><br/>"Hey? Hello?" She waved, having set a drink down in front of him. "Jesus- you won't even take anymore alcohol. You must be really out of it." She said, raising an eyebrow. She got up from her chair, leaving enough coins to cover the bill and grabbed Fealan's wrist. "C'mon, we're takin' you to bed." She slurred.